This morning, after Hoss finished his breakfast, he sat at the base of my feet and stared appreciatively into my eyes. I started rubbing his head and saying loving things to him, like, "You are so beautiful. You are such a good dog. I am so glad you are in my life."
It occurred to me that those are exactly the kinds of things (well, minus the "dog" part) I should say to the other significant ones in my life.
