Zappa initiated the day by coming in the kitchen while I was figuring out breakfast. We shared some croissants then hung outside. He never comes in the kitchen except to pass through, so I took that as a big step. Considering he'd been barking on the bed just before and he doesn't like to get down very easy, so again, this was huge. After our outing he went back on the bed. I was just going to mow the lawn, when he woke up, got off the bed and wanted out. So we hung out in the backyard, for quite some time before going out front. Next thing I knew it was 4pm.
I could have taken him back in the house and mowed, but there was something special about him today and I couldn't pass up the time to be with him. He made the first move and it was up to me to honor that in every way possible. And it was very sweet of him to think of me today.
It was my turn to walk him and that just topped off our evening. Then Daddy came home and all was perfect. What a beautiful awesome day. And it all started with Zappa and a walk in the kitchen.
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