The Bologna Blog

Doggie woes

He put his hand on my arm and it was the most comforting gesture of love. It was gentle but insistent. He pulled me towards him wanting nothing but love and affection. He stared into my eyes pleading for a connection of our hearts. The beseeching look of agony displayed by the moisture was visible in his eyes. He wanted all that I had to offer and would be sated by whatever I could give. His imploring tug at my arm grew stronger as the whining sound of his cries grew louder He wanted my love so badly. Poor Dimitri, he hadn't seen me in all of ten minutes while he had been outside. I love this dog's way of letting me know that he missed me.