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I love it when Tibbe comes waggling up to me for his cuddles and kisses and once the love session is over, he dives for his special place right beside me on one of the large pillows piled on the couch or bed.

I love it when I am watching TV or on the phone or on the computer and haven't physically touched Tibbe for a while and he comes and butts his little old head up under a hand and once I'm engaged, flips over on his back for a belly rub. And then a big cuddle session and he dives for his spot on the pillow.

I love it when I wake up in the night or from a nap and no matter where Tibbe was when I drifted off, he's now physically right next to me, physically touching me as he sleeps, too. Of course, he's usually right on the pillow beside me unless my arm is in the way and then he's as close to that spot as physically possible and still touching me. I love that Tibbe prefers to be in physical contact with his mommie of his own volition.

I love when I see my fuzzy little 5 lb. furbutt sitting on his cushion by the large living room window sometimes late into the evening watching that no one "interlopes" on our property without raising an alarm with a low growl or should the offense be a major one(whatever that is), coming and telling mommie all about it with earnest barks. He takes a "coffee break" from time to time to come cuddle with mommie but that is the one time he doesn't dive for his favorite spot on the pillow - he's right back on the job guarding the property until much of the evening neighborhood activities have slowed. I love that he's such a good guard dog!

I love when I hear Tibbe crunching his kibble having his meal. I don't know why but that is always such a touching thing to me - witnessing a small little being feeding itself and going about the business of survival just all on its own.

I love when Tibbe wants to go potty outside and I am lagging behind getting up, he will growl or bark to let me know he really really needs to go - or, if not and he senses I'm in pain and just hating to move and he really doesn't absolutely have to go, he will twist his nose from side-to-side sniffing in my direction, stop asking and go on about his business. The little thing cuts me slack when I need some if he can!

I often call Tibbe my little "businessman in the gray-cotton suit" as he works at his activities of being a loving companion as effectively as any Madison Avenue executive or Wall Street CEO goes about his job. I love that my little Yorkie is so good at what he does and never takes the day off. ♥♥♥