Can you feel the love?

(found this story and pic in my Flickr archives, wanted to share it):

Not feeling well, so wasn’t going to the pond today, but Love called me. William chewed on my coat, which he does when he’s not happy. Angel went back in the water (a tiny pool open) and William sat with me, nibbled my fingers and tried to rip a hole in my boots. I love him so much, I can’t even explain it. It’s a soul thing (he was so so sweet today. I’m so glad I went. He needed some whispering). William wishes he was in his own pond. I can’t prove that I know that but I know it. He isn’t happy there, but has deferred to Angel, which is incredibly sweet of him (she hated his pond, lol).