So I was out running errands today, getting everything ready for tomorrow (Fathers Day) and I had my eight year old and my four year old. And I said I needed to do a picture of someone, and my eight year old immediately volunteered. He has not complained once and it just might turn into “the summer of Sam” with him being so willing. I asked what he wanted to do and he said “I volunteered, you have to figure out what to do.”
So we got home and he was on the floor with his brothers playing with Lego’s and our dog walked right onto the pile of Lego’s and started whimpering at him.
Let me tell you about our dog, Lucy. Lucy dog is older than any of our children. We got her and two others before ever having kids. Through circumstances, in the end, Lucy is the only one still with us. She has been a playmate and a chair, a protector and a teddy bear. She loves our kids and always has. She is getting older now and has slowed down and doesn’t do much. She is going blind and deaf and sheds everywhere, but we love her. And she LOVES Sam. He is the go-to person if she feels she isn’t getting enough attention (which is always). She noses him and whines at him and he always gives in and she knows he always will. He is her favorite. It’s that little moment, when she whined at him over the Lego’s that inspired today’s portrait.
A boy and his dog.
And he loves his dog.