I see that glimpse of heaven almost all the time.
This afternoon, I found them, again, on my bed, being buddies.
Yoko loves Beau and would be always on the lookout for him. She lays down next to him and cleans his ears and jaw, like his caregiver. He loves her too, and would use his big tongue to wipe her face. She wouldn't let anyone handle her in that kind of a rough manner, but she doesn't mind him at all.
In their friendship, I see heaven.
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