It. Finally. Happened.
So darn cute.
Me and him and her.
Two dogs and a bowl full of eggs.
It was absolute, heart-filling, excellence.
Enjoying one another.
That's why we wanted this trip. That's at least why I wanted this trip.
I love silence.
Sometimes I feel like that's a really strange thing... but I do, I love it. I love road noise, I love the chirps and creeks and flutters.. the sound of the world around me. That's what I mean by silence. Peace. Natural noise.
If I had to hear something, I'd chose for it to be his voice, Frankie's demonic yoddle yawns, or Indy's squeaky stretches.
Because even now, in the silence of my living room, I can hear their quite lives.
And that's what I need.
All I need.
...and sometimes a marshmallow and a beer.
Sometimes there is that.