My handsome guard dogs.
Home is where the dog is.
I don’t know about heart because my heart is forever split in two between two countries, but the best thing about coming home is the welcome I get from my dogs. Nobody else shows their joy and affection so openly. To be honest, it would be a bit much if a human-being was that happy to see me, but dogs always make me feel so appreciated.
Here my boys are guarding our front door. Aren’t they handsome?