Hand Holding

Sometimes, Hem just wants to hold my hand while we’re in the house. While he’s eating breakfast, as we’re walking from one room to another, whenever. And when he does, my heart melts into a little puddle…

And one of my girl from the same day:

He’s definitely the biggest smoocher I know. Just a total cuddly lovey pie.

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