tender-hearted.

Meet Uga. He's our front porch guard dog. (We have two other way-too-nice dogs guarding the back, so don't mess with us. Our dogs will attack.)


P has become quite fond of Uga. He hangs out with him. Talks to him. Plays with him.


He pets Uga.


And gives Uga hugs.


And more hugs.


He is such a sweet boy. He loves all animals. And people. And Uga is his new best friend. He treats him as his pet. And he looks forward to seeing him everyday. I just love seeing my son develop his relationships, real or make-believe. He has such a big heart. A tender heart. And I love this about him.