While I'm embracing the change in temperature with a return to knee socks, scarves, and wrap cardigans, Dexter's preference is plush blankets. Curled up on the couch, anything that cute deserves a good tucking-in with a cozy blanket. I can only hope he'd return the favor should he find me there. Highly unlikely, though. He'd probably body slam me and then salivate all over my face.
*Small Measure: Give love with no expectation of return. Plain and simple. I love my dog because I do. He's ridiculous and spastic and leaps in mid-air without provocation simply because of his boundless enthusiasm for life. He won't make my morning tea or rub my shoulders or weed the garden for me, but it doesn't matter. What he gives and shows in his actions is all the return I need.