He laughs, though not audibly. Such a tiny little dog, his silent laughter rings truer than anything I have ever known. How can he be so happy? I can ask the question, but I already know the answer.
Nothing is better than simply being alive.
And my Barklee's smile is what lets me know that, there is absolutely no excuse to be frowning. It does it to me every time.
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