GREETINGS FROM SOUTH AFRICA!
What do you see when you look at me?
You don't talk, yet you say so much.
What have I done to deserve such devotion?
When I stroke your soft fur, all my tension dissolves.
I can't help but laugh when I play with your snout:
Your eyes follow me and become squint as I move closer.
You sit so still - almost immobilised - as I plant my kiss.And when I finally retreat your tail goes into action; your panting increases and your long tongue hangs out in a broad Golden smile - just for me
Oh Toby, you are so cute!
Who would have thought that one heart-dog would be followed by another?