Every morning by the time I’m ready to leave for work, Lucy has found her way onto the couch and is ready for a nice, long nap. She’s so sleepy it barely registers that I’m leaving so I’m able to go over and pet her squishy face (which is in the process of drooling all over the couch) and give her a kiss, or two, good-bye.
Too sleepy to care that I’m leaving
It’s so hard to leave because she just looks so darn cute curled up into that little (ok, not so little) ball…
Squishy face
Lucy the English Bulldog 