I don't know if she remembered me from seeing me or if it was the smell of me. I smelt like home and she knew my name when mom said I was home. When I am not able to be home as often, it is great to walk in the door and know she still remembers me. It's a reminder that she still can recognize me.I love coming home and seeing my dog in the window waiting for anyone to come home. It's even better when she sees me and knows I haven't been there in a while and can't wait to see me. Dogs are the best.
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