Daddy is Home

I sat in the car all the way home, excited because I knew I would be seeing “my girl” Greta. Well, I’m glad I didn’t hold my breath as she hasn’t a thought for me since our return. She has spent all her time, with “Daddy”!


Am I jealous? Yes! She’s supposed to be my girl! I even had to close the door to my bedroom last night to “force” her to sleep with me!
So who is at my side? Who follows me everywhere and just wants kisses and cuddles?
Fritz!
The dog I have always thought was Hubby’s dog. As I write his is sitting crowded into the chair with me, sleeping soundly. This big old boy is happy that Mommy is home.
You could just knock me over with a feather on this one!

4 thoughts on “Daddy is Home”

  1. So glad you both are home. Don’t you think Greta knows he needs a little “special love” until he gets to feeling better 🙂 Smart Doggie..

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