This was P and my dad reunited yesterday.
Everyday my dad comes in from work and P and Bumble (the dog) race to the front door to my dad. Everyday without fail. He then has to pick P up and bend down and pat the dog and is stuck on the hallway for a good 15 minutes before he can get further in the house.
The whole night he spends curled up on the sofa the dog one side and P the other.
Days, nights, moments like that I don’t ever want to leave. I don’t want to move to Germany. I don’t want to take my dad’s grand baby away and I don’t want to take my baby away from her best friend. 💔 this is all getting too much now.