A day in the life of Weston.
PS. He smells really pretty. I like to stick my face in his neck and breathe until I can’t breathe anymore. Or until he slides away from me, gives me a bored look and yawns into my face.
PSS. He knows how to do a hand shake now and his little paw in mine gives me more joy than anything in the world.
PSSS. I’m gonna miss this dog when I leave.