Best Dog Ever

So, because of all the talk of these August meteorite showers, I got the romantic idea into my head that I would wake Bean in the middle of the night to watch shooting stars in this mother-daughter bonding moment. I shook her gently, "my love! Let's go watch shooting stars!" She stretched out and curled her toes into her dog's fur and mumbled, "mommy, I'm sick." And her dog licked her toes and they went back to sleep. I went out to the hot tub and saw four clear and bright shooting stars. 

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