Ben was gone when I woke up this morning.
He’s been helping this older gentleman from our church, who is only mobile with the help of his wife and a walker, get his exercise 3 times a week. He goes to his house and helps him walk laps in the mornings and evenings.
I am married to a man who does things like this. How I managed this, I have no idea.
He also does things like this if he leaves before I wake:
How I managed this, I have no idea.
Adding to the adorable factor—Baker was limping just a little when we went for a walk today. When we got home, Ben checked his paws for any obvious injury, but didn’t find anything. That Baker is a sweet ole dog.
Big Ben, you are my favorite thing about today. And every day, actually.