It happens often.
The urge.
The urge to squeeze.
Squeeze Joie tight.
It’s the feeling of love bubbling up from my toes, whirling through my heart, exploding into spasms of adoring and complete awe of how precious dog’s are.
How precious life is.
How incredibly lucky I am to have the love of a dog.
The urge.
To squeeze.
It makes my heart feel so happy to be alive.
To love. To learn. To walk beside one of God’s greatest creatures.