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As I fumbled with my keys at the door, still somewhat lost in the dreamy daze of what had to be one of the most surreal nights ever, the moment I cracked the door open, a furry cannonball shot straight at my chest!
The surprise sent me stumbling back against the hallway wall with a startled "Oof!" as sixty pounds of pure, unfiltered joy knocked the air right out of me.
Trix...my beautiful border collie with his classic black-and-white coat and long, silky fur that always seemed to catch the light just right, not to mention the charming white blaze running down his elegant muzzle and those delightfully mismatched eyes (one icy blue, the other warm brown) was in full-on greeting mode.
His entire body wiggled with excitement, tail wagging like a drum solo, as he jumped up to give me a solid, slobbery welcome.
I couldn't help but laugh, with an uncontrollable burst of joy escaping as I wrapped my arms around his neck and let him have his moment.
