He doesnt speak, he sings

When I hear him, my heart melts.
Every day after work, he greets me at the door with the happiest little song to show me he missed me. When I embrace him, he buries his face into my shoulder and lets out a long sigh.

He's my dog Frank. Dr. Frank Nancy Furter to be exact. He's 10 years old, but he can still keep up with me on our jogs.

He's known as 'the dog made of glass' as he has had numerous ailments that required surgery. We often joke that in a group with 30 big dogs, he'd be the one struck by lightning. He's food motivated, like me. He's a trouble maker, but can get away with lots when he gives you the big ol'puppy eyes.

Do you have a dog? Is he an old trouble maker that melts your heart too? Share your pics!