Every day (or early evening) when I come home from school, Beck is excited, thrilled to see me. I'll walk up to the house, and I can hear her whining like a giggle from a little girl. When I walk through the door, she'll run up to me, dance in a circle for me, and then dash around the house like the best thing in the world just showed up.
Yesterday, I said while I was petting her chin, "At least my dog misses me."
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