Fate is wild dog in many ways, a free spirit, a handful. She is her own dog, not the dog I necessarily told her to be. And for that, she is a great dog.

But I sometimes fail to portray how sweet she is, how much she loves people, how loving she is to me, to Maria. Fate is one of those dogs that simply melts with joy at the sight of human beings, she loves everyone everywhere. Her love for us is especially tender.

Fate is a family dog, but is mostly attached to Maria, she follows her around all day, sits with her in her studio, dozes  out in the yard. The two have become a pair, they are always together, they understand each other, Fate loves to ride along with Maria wherever she goes.

I have a lot of fun with her also, we seem to spark the devil in each other. That pirate eye.

Often, she will come up to me, climb up on the footstool and simply press her head into mine. Today, Maria was sitting on a chair talking to me and Fate came up behind her and just put her head against Maria’s and held it, it is the tenderest thing to see. Several times a day Fate comes up to us to press heads, she is as full of love as she is of mischief and curiosity.

I happened to be holding my Iphone, and moved quickly enough to catch one of those moments. I can’t count how many times a day Fate makes us laugh and smile, and that is the miracle of dogs.