Who doesn't love a little belly rub and some sunshine?
Myer sure knows how to treat his best friend.
When it was time for Myer's nap, Daisy went with us.
M read her a book and then wrapped his arm around me and her
while we sang our goodnight song.
He says her name like a guy for the 50's era in the middle of song,
"Daaayyzzeh"
and he'll say it over and over and over again until we find her.
We had a picnic with her last week
and she just curled up next to Myer while he ate his lunch.
M did try to feed her some apples but like a good dog,
she declined.
Best friends.
For eveh.
