This is just a moment for me to be cheesy about my puppy: I think that the world is a better place now that she's in it.
If just for the moment when we pass people on the streets, and they smile, doesn't that make the world a better place? If for the five or so minutes from when she runs up to and then loves the tired woman downstairs and makes her day, doesn't that make the world a better place?
I look at her sometimes, and I tell her that she's a blessing to the world.
OK. I'm done now. Now I have to interrupt her snoring and clean her stinky monster-face.
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