Still remember when this fella slept curled up on my feet every night. Every night.
Until one night (which I will never forget) he pounced and circled, never seeming to find rest, and eventually rooted his way up towards the middle of our bed. He slept with his head rested on my very large belly. He knew....
At 5:00am the contractions started and the next time I saw this dog, he was introduced to Emma.
....and no longer slept on my feet.
Over seven years later, still in much love with my Hank. xoxo