Love on four legs

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Occasionally, I actually do have happy, sun-shiny thoughts. One way for you to be almost guaranteed to see me smile...just watch me with my dog, Moxie. Or watch me looking at a picture of her, or watch me talking about her, or watch me thinking about her, or watch me thinking about looking at a picture of her....

Moxie is special. All dogs are cool. And most cute. But, you see, Moxie is love on four legs. There is no better way to describe her. She's perfect. She is little and cuddly. Has big, brown, shiny eyes, a wonderful, little, cool, wet nose. She loves to be held and cuddled. She knows she's cute too. And she works it.

Often, when I am getting ready for work in the morning, she turns on the charm and tries to talk me into staying home and curling up with her and a good book. She *says* we could sleep in, rub her tummy, have a nap, eat in bed, scratch her head--you know--all the cool stuff. And when I try to resist, she poses. I will come out of the bathroom and there she'll be. On my bed. Flat on her back, watching me with those sweet brown eyes, with her little upside-down grin. I'm telling you, it takes real willpower to resist.

And she's smart. She knows lots of words. Well, she can't say them yet, but she definitely knows them. She knows her name, and all her cute nicknames. She knows, "go" (you gotta spell it if you don't want her to get excited and then disappointed). She knows, "chicken", "cookie", "bye", "do you", "sissy", "treat", "stuffy", "otto" (The cat we used to have like 6 years ago. She still barks and looks behind the couch when we say his name...which we do quite often because we find it hilarious).

I swear, she knows my moods. And knows when I need her by my side and when it's better to sit at the foot of the bed. She always thinks I'm good. No matter what--she is excited to see me and thinks it's the coolest thing that I've come home. Always loving, always enthusiastic, never judges. It seems that no matter how rotten or sad I feel, I can't help but feel joy when I play with Moxie. I give love to her and it just expands the universe. What a wonderful gift she is. Now, if only I could be as good as she thinks I am.

And you know what? I just realized...I've smiled the entire time I wrote this post. How about that.

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