Toby the Puppy this afternoon demonstrated his role as the top BFF in my new world.
I had been away for a couple of days, driving to the Texas Panhandle to see a few friends and to, well, just get out of the house. I was on my own — as in completely alone — for the first time in as long as I can remember.
I walked into the door of my home in Princeton and there he was … doing something quite rare in greeting me. He was making sounds — as in little yips of joy! He doesn’t usually make those noises.
The last time I heard him do it was when my bride and I returned home from a two-week trip to Germany and The Netherlands in 2016. We had placed Toby the Puppy in a doggie spa/veterinary clinic. We walked into the office to pick him up; the vet tech fetched him; Toby then glanced at us and leaped from the tech’s arms into his Mommy’s arms … yipping joyfully the whole time.
I got the same treatment, more or less, from him today.
He welcomed me home with plenty of licks and a whole lot of love and attention.
Ahh, yes, it is so good to be home.