(The lack of posts has been due to a lack of well-being by the author, not the puppy)
One of the traits about Hobbes that keeps surprising me in his enthusiasm for, well, almost anything. Anything except a bath. More to follow on that...
Every time one of "the herd" comes back into sight, Hobbes is so filled with joy that he can't contain himself. It doesn't matter if you were gone all day, or if you just went upstairs for a half hour. His little stub of a tail starts twitching as fast as possible and he's ready to welcome you with lots of doggy kisses. It blows my mind.
Hobbes spends all day with me. I almost never let him out of my sight. Yet if I go someplace in the evening, after spending all day with him, he still welcomes me back like he hasn't seen me in 15 years and his world was about to end if I didn't walk through that door that second. It doesn't matter that I'm the mean one who doesn't let him tear up the trash, or that he spends 5-6 hours a day with just me - he's still excited to see me! He's never gotten so bored that he fails to greet me.
It really is something special to be loved by a dog!
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