Milo seems to think we are all nocturnal creatures. He doesn't need to get up in the morning for work. He gets up 2 hours early just to make sure we have time to play. As I get closer to getting out the door for work, I see my furry little friend curled up so innocently. I give him an embraced kiss; softly inhaling the little patch of fluff on top of his forehead. His clean scent is that of a baby would be to his biological mother.
I whisper into his massive ear-cup, "see you later, lil' stinker."
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