I love being loved, doesn't every dog! I don't remember much about my time at the shelter but I don't think I felt loved. I think I felt scared, afraid, alone, maybe sad, but not loved. That is until my foster mama took me home, then my mama and papa adopted me. I think it took awhile for me to feel loved even then but I sure do feel loved now!
I know my mama loves me because she brought her sewing machine to Floor-i-duh and MADE me a new bandana for Valentine's Day.
My mama calls here bandanas "Kiki's Kanine Kerchiefs" and they are all reversible, so it's like getting two bandanas in one.
I know my papa loves me because he bought me a new HUGE marrow bone at the butchers even though I haven't finished the old one.
|This is a facsimile of the real new bone|
AND, after dinner I got to play with a nearly empty peanut butter jar! (You have to take my word for this.)
|Me and my papa on our walk|
|A close-up showing my new bandana|
|My papa giving me some lovin'. After all, it's Valentine's Day ;o)|
Hope you felt loved today.
Until next time...Sir Titan of Nottingham