I was sitting next to Shelby on the deck chair yesterday, looking out on the neighborhood from our front porch. Zinny was jumping all over us, happy that we were together, and she smacked a big kiss right on my lips.

I've walked that dog many times and I know where she likes to put her mouth. But you know what? I'll take that love any day. Besides, I can't remember the last time I've been kissed.