our hairy friend.

"Oh my gosh, what kind of dog is that?"

"He's adorable!"

"He's like a party in a dog suit."

"Wrigley is God's own ambassador."

"He's a person."

We often get friendly compliments on Wrigley (and he takes them graciously) when we're out and about, whether it's here at home or somewhere we're visiting. There's something about this dog that's just, well, magical. I know that all dog people think theirs are the best, but I have to argue that Wrigley is The Best. He stops traffic. He makes people smile. He attracts little kids (and is endlessly patient with the ear- and tail-tugs). He has a mission to bring a little bit of joy into the world. And he's certainly changed our lives.

Which is why we are working so damn hard to get him healthy again.