There are mornings, and then there are mornings when your 4 1/2-year-old daughter climbs into bed beside you just before the sun begins its losing battle against the predicted rain clouds and quietly and emotively says, as she wraps her short arms tightly around your neck, “I love you SOOO much.”
I guess it is possible that, in her sleepy haze, Mouse believed she was smothering Tilly, our orange tabby cat and her best bud [furry division].
Whatever. She knew it was me. Right?
*Sunrise photo credit: Robert King of Gulfport Sunrise Blog
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