Charlie

Apparently he knows my car and will sit by the front door even before I've driven onto my sons driveway.   Then as I walk to the front door he's going round in circles and as soon as I open the door there's a mad rush to get all of his treasures (and some that aren't his too!) to bring for me.
After a mad ten minutes of tug of war and scratching his back (he so loves that) he sobers up and lays across my feet to let me know I'm not going anywhere soon.
The welcome of this four legged friend is like no other and I treasure each one.