My little Tullah Bea has such a way of making me feel so much better. All she has to do is look at me with her sweet brown puppy doggie eyes and all the crappy stuff just disappears. It doesn't matter if she just ate one of my shoes, or knocked a full glass of juice off the coffee table with her tail; she can look at me with her sweet apologizing eyes. Why is that? Thank goodness for the unconditional love of dogs.