My Best Friend
My dog is my best friend. I'm married and my wife is also my best friend, but sometimes I just like spending time with the puppy. She's happy to do whatever I want to do, whenever I want to do it, and she doesn't ask many questions. She also has no expectations except that I come home every afternoon to be with her. It breaks my heart when I have to go away for work - I know she'll be sitting in the window watching for me to come home and she won't understand why I'm not there. I remember being so upset on the first business trip after we got her... I'd packed my bag the night before so I could leave early, and it seems the dog wanted to come too. When I got to my hotel and opened my bag, she'd put one of her toys in it. I still don't know if she did it so I'd have something to play with or if she was putting her prized possessions in the bag because that's what her daddy was doing. I had to call home then and my wife put me on the speaker so the dog would get out of the window and relax. She's sitting beside me with one of her toys now... her head is just resting on the corner of the laptop.