Everyday when I get home from work, you are there. You are always sweet to me, always happy to see me, always there for me when I am upset. I love how you know what the word "treat" means, and how I use it (most of the time) to end up rewarding you for your bad behavior. I love watching you chase your toys and slidddeeee on the wood floors. You may be a tiny dog, but your bark packs a punch louder than a German Shepard. I swear you'd scare a burglar away. Even though I act like it annoys me, I think its funny when you ask to get drinks of water out of the bathroom sink. Is it bad that I let you?
You love to ride with your head hanging out the window of the car. Your favorite place to go is Nana and Papa's house to see Heidi and Precious. Tootsie and Cricket are your other best dog friends and your face lights up when you hear their name. I am anxious to see how you will react to having a new baby sister in the house.
I used to think people who obsessed over their dogs were idiots. I am now one of those idiots.
Thank you for being my best friend Ellie May!
I love you!
