True Love
Mimi loves me. I never doubted it. But you've really gotta love someone a LOT to savor their scent, the special scent that comes from their stinky feet. But my Mimi loves me THAT MUCH. No better pillow can you give her than my worn shoe or piece of unwashed clothing.
I'm traveling right now. The dog sitter, whose job it is to stay at my place overnight with Mimi, said that when I left to catch the night train, Mimi slept all night at the front door, waiting for my return. Mimi generally sleeps on top of the covers on the big bed -- honestly, she takes over the bed! It was a great sacrifice for her to sleep on the unpadded door mat waiting for her master's return.
She breaks my heart. But I know she loves me. The feeling is mutual.
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