I rise at a frightfully early hour, as I want to stop by my office prior to attending a morning creditor's meeting. When I get up to get my shower, my little dog Bea is lying on the floor on a down comforter. When I come out of the shower, I notice she has taken over my side of the bed.
I think to myself how one of the reasons I work hard, and one of the things that makes my life good, is so that I can come home to my wife and dogs.