Friday, November 25, 2011

A Quick Story that I Love.

I've noticed recently that if it's late and there is no one in the family room to keep my dog company, she opens my parent's bedroom door and curls up in a ball on the floor next to my dad's side of the bed and goes to sleep. It's as if my parents have another small child that can't sleep through the night alone. She loves my dad. I think it might be because he lets her lick his plate after every meal.