On Love ...

I love waking up next to you.

Seeing your face on the pillow next to mine.

Your eyes all sleepy and cute.

I give you a little cuddle and you stretch out in appreciation.

You give the best cuddles; cosy and warm and contented, as though there’s no other place you’d rather be.

Your love is the unconditional sort.

You don’t mind if I’m slopping around in my pyjamas or if my hair’s a mess.

You don’t care if I’m not wearing makeup or if I’ve put on a pound or two.

You don’t even care if I laze around all day, do no housework and binge watch reality TV.

You do sense my moods though. You pick up on it if I’m feeling a little down.

Those are the days that you’ll sit next to me and cuddle me more.

                       

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In fact, you do like to follow me around a lot, my little baby.

You even follow me into the bathroom and I joke that I can’t even pee in peace.

Whatever food I set out for you; you will eat – you’re a good boy like that.

Sometimes I have to take you out in the car for appointments.

You don’t like it and you’re scared but you’re a brave boy.

You don’t huff with me later.

You still come to me for cuddles and show me that I am loved.

I think you know that deep down, I just want to protect you and keep you safe.

After all, you’re my wee baby.

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You knead your paws on my tummy to show me you feel safe.

When I’m working too long in my office, you’ll come and sit on the desk as though to say, “That’s it! You’ve worked enough! Now cuddle me!”

I love you, my little fur baby.