The best part of the day

At the end of the day, no matter how much chaos we experience, the greyhounds make us laugh.

Coming home is happiness, coming home all is forgotten, all is forgiven.

And somehow, when we cross the threshold we can do no wrong. We are unconditionally loved.

I love coming home to the family.

It's a great place to play.

It's a great place to be.

I think I'll stay awhile.

And watch the sunset.