My boy Finn was snoozing contentedly, the picture of serenity, on my arrival today. I hated to wake him, but once he bathed me with that grin of his, I was putty. He wanted love and to get going!
We toured his grounds, still marveling at the weather, and there was a moment when the wind caught his magnificent locks, the music swelled, and we were transported to the setting of a romance novel cover – he the strapping ship captain, me the unsure cabin boy, mutiny and chaos on the deck below. Finn swept me up in his muscular arms, and together we swung to safety – my hero!
Then I snapped back to the present, Finn waiting patiently for his treat then gleeful to return to his crate and his nap.