Random Thoughts...

I love all of my animals, but sometimes, I feel closer to one/some over the others. It usually switches, and all of them have at one point been the recipient of favoritism. This week, I've really been in love with Chica, and every time I look at her I'm again amazed by how beautiful and sweet she is and by how close our relationship is. I can, at times, literally read her mind.

I know, sappy.

But last night, I don't know what it was. I was tucking Romeo into bed (on his dog bed), and I was just overcome with how much I love him, even in spite of how much I didn't want him in the beginning. He just loves me so much, and I have no doubts he'd lay down his life protecting me. All I have to do is look at him, and he starts wagging his tail. I curled up with him for a couple minutes on the floor, and I have no doubt that nothing could have made him happier. His tail was wagging, his face was sleepy, and he was just such a cute puppy, even at age 6. As it was once just me, him and Reeses, my old cat (and Chica, but he didn't really see her then), I think he sometimes feels left out with my current crew... since everyone is such a character in their own right.

Last weekend, I went to Ft. Worth and took the Corgi with me. Romeo stayed with my roommate. I'm sure he mostly had a good time, as there was no Fiona to hog all of the attention, but there was also this:

Maybe it's wishful thinking, but if that face doesn't say "I miss my mom", I don't know what does.

He's such a good dog.