J has gotten into a bit of a fitness kick lately. He has started running. Sometimes he brings me along. I love to run. I feel so free while doing it. The feel of the wind in my face, my ears flying behind me, the world rushing by, details smeared into a blur. Running with J is fun but hard. By the time I get home I am pooped! I usually end up just plopping down in the corner and falling asleep. He is getting better at it though...perhaps I will too!
Sometimes when I fall asleep, I have dreams that I am running. J and N say that they can tell because my legs will twitch and I will make little noises in my sleep. They also tell me that I snore sometimes....but they do too so it's okay. Sometimes I have bad dreams, but usually N will reach down (or up when I'm being a hat on her pillow) and pet me to comfort me. That always makes the bad dreams go away. I love running into either J or N's arms when they come home, so I think my ultimate dream while sleeping would be to run across a huge meadow into either of their arms. Too cliche? Not to me...I am a puppy after all!
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