Last night, I met what may be — empirically — the best dog ever.
Ainsley sauntered up to me. She sat down. As is my habit, I greeted her with a ridiculous voice and some informal ass scratching.
And then, for no reason I could discern…Ainsley looked me in the eye for just a moment, paused, and then gently dropped her head into my lap — like a unicorn consoling a confused virgin. What a sweet, sweet doggie.
I totally need a dog.
