Each day when I come home, Pepper barks loudly to tell John I'm back. Then she runs up to me with her butt wiggling ducks her head and smiles. She runs a couple of circles and repeats the process.
Her sheer joy at my return is a little humbling and overwhelming.
I think we need more "puppiness" in our lives. More open, unabashed joy over the things that delight us.
After all, what are we holding back for?
The puppies never do.
