I have lots of favourite parts of the day but there are two things in my day that stand out the most. Firstly, when my barista hands me my morning coffee and I take that first sip, full of warmth and strong magical goodness and secondly, coming home to Toby and hugging him. He hugs like a person, he wraps his arms around my neck and his legs around my waist and just lets me nuzzle into him. Sometimes I hug him too tight and he starts to make soft struggling noises and that’s when I know I need to loosen my grip. I hug him for as long as he lets me. When he has really had enough, he will move his arms (I do realise they are his legs!) onto my chest and stretch them out so there is distance between him and I. When he does this I know he is serious, he doesn’t want this cuddling nonsense anymore.
What kind of cuddle monster is your pooch? Are they a fan of the hug?