I hope this feeling never goes away.
You know the feeling of coming home knowing you will be at the door with so much excitement.
That feeling of hearing multiple little steps on hard floor getting louder and closer ready for you to jump on my bed.
That feeling when I pick up the leash and nothing matters more than us two and peeing on every bush in the neighborhood.
That feeling when I’m feeling the most alone you make your presence very known.
That feeling when you’re sick and you comfort me through the process.
Boomer, Boom Booms, Boomer babies, B-double O-M Boomer, Poopies, I love you and more.
Your Mommy,
Paulina