A warm breeze gently caressing my fur as my bestest friend (when my fur parents are away) gently guides me along a freshly scented pathway for our daily walks to do "my business" as she calls it. She let's me take all the time I need, as she knows that each layered scent tells a story that I simply must "read" and add a chapter before moving on. I love the sound of her car door closing as I know the fun is about to start. She sweetly comes into the home and calls my name. Oh, how I love how she calls my name. Of course, I'm sad that my fur parents are away but I know I am in good hands with Nancy.