I got home from a long run this afternoon and while I was standing at the kitchen counter trying to catch my breath Walt crawled over. He desperately wanted picked up and began pulling himself up to a standing position using my legs. Poor little guy has a cold and his little nose is just running. I looked down and realized that he began to lick my leg. He would not stop. It was kinda gross but sweet in a "Mom" kinda way.
As soon as I had my wits about me I began to make his dinner. He was a hungry little man!!
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