Working from home, Maggie quickly became my Vice President of Canine Affairs, and gave me that certainty of being able to take part in a quick belly rub, a game of fetch or tug of war, or just a sympathetic ear when I needed to vent. When I’d inevitably read one of those articles online about a dog who recovered after being abused by someone, or how the loss of a dog affected its owner (if you’re reading this, I’m assuming you can relate), I’d stop what I was doing, go find her usually asleep on the couch, and give her a snuggle. She’d wake up, wonder what I was on about, and then allow it. We had a rhythm and it worked.
Dammit. I was really on board with this movie until they brought these things back from oblivion. I never could see the image.
Visited the Ryman Auditorium today and loved it. So much history. Now I just need to see a show here! #motherchurch #rymanauditorium #history @ Ryman Auditorium https://t.co/sKgiBujOpj