there is nothing like the feeling of the hook of evie’s paw on my foot as she sleeps. it is a hard hold (as she does nothing lightly)—a sweetly territorial thing. this cozy, comfy feeling is second only to the weighty drape of her noggin over my legs as a puppy would in a pack sleep…

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