 The feelings mutal
I loved my Yorkie long before I even got him. However, yesterday I realized how much I love Reign. It is kind of hard to explain. The euphoria of picking my puppy, picking him up, bringing him home, and FINALLY getting what I want has weened so-to-speak.
I am still so very fond of him; his little antics, how he misses me when I am gone. The can/hard- food-egg white- salmon oil concoctions I make and he LOVES. Training and watching him just 'get it' and the smiles he brings to others. Despite this, I wasn't sure how he felt about me! Weird?
Yesterday I was walking him and like most of your little ones, he LOVES leaves and the thick grass. He looked at me and I saw dried grass sticking to his eyeball. I was trying so hard to get it out with less invasive methods, but it wasn't working. So I literally had to hold his eye open and use my nails to grab the pieces sticking to his eyeball. Obviously this is not the safest way...
Reign laid there in my lap; in the middle of the sidewalk and let me do this with the utmost cooperation. He didn't move, didn't stop me, and was the perfect patient.
I am glad I was able to get it out. Plus, it assured me that he trusts me, looks to me as a leader, and for protection.
Yesterday I found that our feelings are mutual. |