I just got home from movies and there he is, my sleepy furball slowly walking towards me with a wide grin. I don't know how to describe it, but I could tell :)
He sat quietly beside me, resting his head on my lap with his tongue sticking out. Saw the twinkle in his eyes as he enjoyed every moment of it, just to greet me before he goes to bed. Just so you all know, he has this habit of waiting for the whole family to get home before he sleeps. He'd wait on the sofa, taking occassional short rests in between.
After my shower, he was napping at the bathroom door already. I knew he wanted me to pat him to sleep tonight. Seemed to be 'cooing' me with his puppy eyes.
As I sat down on the floor, he laid his head on my lap again, this time heavier as he slowly dozes off. I was stroking him gently like a mother, feeling his little paw and his muscular shoulders, his soft and furry tummy, his somewhat moist and warm nose, spikey short whiskers around his snout, etc, His eyes were closed comfortably, breathing at a slower pace too.. He was asleep, like a child, like a baby.
My heart was little aching that someday I'd move out and how hard it is for both of us; and also feeling a sweet and fuzzy feeling deep inside :)
*boy - im really slow so thats my june aust pictures :p
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