Saturday, October 1, 2011

Good boy

Chris just left for more harvesting after being home for a whole 4 1/2
hours... and only sleeping for two of those hours. Spending all of
this time apart has been pretty rough, more for him than me. It is
times like these that I am so thankful for our family dog, Tucker.
Yes, sometimes he barks in the morning and wakes Hadley. Yes, his
toenails on our wood floors are the most annoying sound known to my
ears. However, I feel so safe with him here on nights like these. He
is a great watchdog!! So, here we are, 11:03 pm, folding mounds of
tiny pink articles of laundry into the night.

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