Being a dogs human

I love Charles' two dogs.  Lady and Trixie.  They are his right down to their bones. Me?  They are of the opinion I belong to them.

It's true.  They treat me as their personal pet. They look after me.  They protect me.  They monitor my health.  When I am ill they comfort me.

I love it.  But it is a two way street.  They feel safe with me.  I will wake up with Lady asleep cuddled up close and her head in my hand. Safe.  Trixie will sleep on my chest or actually draped over me. Safe.

They both will just lean in. Look at me with those puppy eyes. . . Yea, I'm just happy to belong to these two.