Somtimes my dog is my happiness. Meet our little Boston Terrier, C.J.. Jason brought him home one day, hoping I would love him too. And I really didn't at first.But, as time has worn on, he has burrowed his own little place inside of me.
He always wants to see you, always wants to play and carries around a happiness that people often fail to capture in their own hearts.
He lays at my feet when I read, snuggles next to me when I nap and licks me profusely when I come home. How could I not love him? Even emulate his positive energy and giving nature. I know he's a dog, but come on - God did a great job on this one!
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