I had a pretty rough day at work. We did PT in the rain. I was outside in the motorpool for the majority of the day working in the cold rain. I didn't get to talk to James at all because I was occupied doing unnecessary things at work. I'm working with two new NCOs and having personality differences with one of them. I worked 13 hours and hit every red light on the way home.
But when I got home, I had this guy waiting for me:
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| "Please share whatever you are eating." |
And he was so happy to see me he could barely contain himself. No one (not James, not my mom-- no one) is ever this happy to see me. If it wasn't for Picasso, I don't know what I'd do. He's my constant companion since James has been deployed. He makes being home alone not so alone. I love my doggie!
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