In the peak of spring, our little strawberry patch is bursting with berries and it always brings back memories of our first dog, Dante. He would rush out every morning to eat the first ripened berries of the day, and the only way we could beat him to any strawberries was to wake up really early ourselves. We’re not quite that ambitious, so instead, we enjoyed our sleep and loved knowing that he was able to enjoy his morning treats.
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