Getting Squishy Home

Yesterday, when I looked out my apartment window, I was excited to see a Saint Bernard sitting at the end of my driveway. Although I might be a dog lover, there was something extra special about this one, but I couldn’t quite place it. Maybe it was his breed or his size? Maybe it was the way he stood so tall in comparison to my 5-foot body? I wasn’t sure, but eager I had to find out. Through my window, I watched as he walked up and down my parkway.