Bloganuary writing prompt

Can you share a positive example of where you’ve felt loved?

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Puppy breath! It’s intoxicating to my senses! I can’t tell you why, because it makes no sense that the breath of dog can reduce me to something akin to Tickle Me Elmo… seriously!

I’ve never experienced this feeling after my toddlers spit up sour milk down my shirt, or my partner ushered forth a burp that shook the rafters.

I have no logical explanation to explain my behavior that always follows those sloppy wet kisses… I just know that the smell of a puppy’s breath transports my emotions to a place that nothing else really compares. While I might joke about the bottling and selling of puppy breath, somehow, I don’t think it would elicit the reaction and response that I experience, unless the puppy were included… and that is too expensive to successfully sell. Plus when the puppies chewed your favorite slippers or pooped on your pillow, I do not do returns or refunds… sorry!

Here, have a cookie…