She Loves

I am lying on the couch, trying to decide what to do with my day. I am home alone and it's boring. Suddenly, outside I hear a noise... I lift up my head, and strain my ears. I am certain that this is just wishful thinking. Then I hear it, the car door slams and there is the unmistakable beep of her car alarming. "She's home!!!" I jump off the couch, repeating my cheer over and over. My tail is wagging a mile a minute. I wait patiently and sit like-a-good-girl for her to put down all of her stuff, and pet me. I do a happy dance. Normally, she heads to the small room with the water bowl that is not for me, and comes back to put food in my bowl. Today she heads down the hall to the sleeping den and lays across the bed. I jump up next to her confused because it is not dark. I worry she forgot the food, I lick her face and it is wet and salty. I am worried of a lead. I lick more and think it worked, and she smiles. "I love you" she sits up. "Let's eat."