Before I had Nathan. Before I had my lovely little boys and Ruthie. Before I had my degree or career. Pretty much before I become an adult. I had Dallas. Dallywagger. Dallasaurus. Big D. The one and only. The very best dog on the planet. What can I say? Dallas and I have been best friends for eight years, and I count him among the most precious souls I know on this earth. Honestly. He sleeps at my feet every night. He is ridiculously soft. He has these deep brown eyes that just gaze with love and loyalty. I hug him as often as I can, and he always wags his tail in delight.
For these reasons, and so many more, I am grateful:
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