i am writing my last paper of the quarter and it's a doozey. it's slow going. that scientific kind of writing that just doesn't work like the rest of language. my mood just lifted slightly as i sipped on the hot mug of coffee my husband just made for me and rubbed gromit's ears with my other hand. i looked down and noticed how he had snuggled up against my side underneath the baba-afghan that is next to me on the couch. i noticed that as i am writing my independent study culminating paper on the psychological benefits of pet ownership, my beloved pup is standing, or laying, faithfully by while i struggle to finish this last big commitment of the quarter. funny how i'm writing about the very thing i'm experiencing at this moment... this funny little companion and friend knows when i need him.
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