Coming home

When I come home from work every day, my pitbull, Luna, and my Cattle dog, Nyx, greet me. Luna leaps off the bed, runs towards me, and howls while wagging her tail. Nyx runs from her bed and jumps on my hips, hoping to give me kisses.

They spend all day waiting for me, and I am never disappointed when they greet me. It is one of the best parts of my day, making me feel so loved.

I mean, Who wouldn’t miss their faces? On Thanksgiving, they got matching bandanas for our Christmas photos.

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Daily writing prompt
Can you share a positive example of where you’ve felt loved?

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