Day 13: I am thankful for my dog, Trump.
Okay, so he's really our dog but I seem to be his favorite. :) Trump is always there when I walk into the room. In fact, when I've been gone a while, he meets me at the door and makes this pitiful whining sound when he sees that it's me. Right now he's sitting on my lap. It's nice to know that whenever I come home, my faithful friend wants to spend time with me.
awwww.... he's a cutie for sure! (and I've been meaning to ask - where did the name Trump come from?)
Posted by: Mary | November 14, 2010 at 07:05 AM
He's a sweetie! And isn't it great how dogs are as excited to see you whether you've been gone 10 minutes or 10 hours or 10 days?
Posted by: Carole | November 14, 2010 at 08:08 AM