It was one of those simple, everyday moments that turns unexpectedly heart-melting. Teddy was lounging beside me—eyes half-closed, breathing slow and steady, clearly enjoying a peaceful little break from his day. The house was quiet, the sunlight was spilling across the floor in warm patches, and all felt calm. Then, without a sound or signal, that fluffy little paw of his reached out—gently, instinctively—resting on my hand like it had a mission of its own. πΎ Not a jump or a scratch or a tap for attention… just a soft, quiet touch. Like he just had to feel that connection. Like the paw moved before he even realized it. That’s the kind of love dogs give: natural, unfiltered, and impossibly pure. His eyes barely opened as he did it. No grand gesture. No performance. Just that quiet, beautiful moment of contact. And I swear, it said everything. “I’m here.” “I feel safe.” “I love you.”