When Chester was a pup he used to tackle me to the ground just for that fluffy scrunchy in my hair. I'm not exaggerating either, full on tackle to the ground and attack my head until he had the scrunchy.
I was sitting on the floor this morning and Issac was walking around me trying so hard to get my claw that was holding up my wet hair. He wanted it sooo bad; jumping and climbing his way up me reaching for that funny thing in mommy's hair. He's been after it a good part of the day.
Its been just a little over 2 years since he left... He was such a good dog, I miss him all the time. 
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