The many faces of Goose.

Gary has been out of town all week and life has been a little boring around here lately.  If I’m being completely honest…I basically haven’t worn anything but pajamas for the last four days and I’ve temporarily moved my office to the couch.  I don’t know what it is…but something about him being gone sort of screws with my routine.  And I’m pretty sure that spending 24 hours a day alone in an empty house is sort of screwing with my head.  But at least I have Goose.  My little buddy.  He’s taken up the spot right next to me on the couch and listens to all my meaningless ramblings.  And I know deep down that he really cares about what I’m saying.  Even if his snores may say otherwise.  He’s gotten really good at barking at nothing so I am convinced there is a ghost in the house…and then sleep with all the lights on.  And he doesn’t laugh at me when I jump into bed from the doorway so whatever scary thing that may be hiding under my bed can’t get me.  He just understands.  It’s weeks like these that I am so thankful I have this little guy by my side.  Because let’s be honest…he really is the best company.

 

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