Man’s best friend. He certainly wasn’t my best friend when he tried to steal my slice of ice cream cake. Honestly though, I can’t stay mad at him. In a way, we both depend on each other. Whenever I’m feeling down, I can always expect a pair of pointed ears and a fuzzy curled tail to poke up past the side of my bed, ready to beg for pets. Likewise, if there’s fireworks or thunder, I’ll call him upstairs so he can hunker down under my desk. Here’s to you for always being there, the most dependable husky ever.
“Calm before Storm” – Michael C. Denysenko
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