Canines

Dogs, aren’t they the best? I mean the name dog itself is god spelled backword, but I’m sure you already knew that. Anyone who has ever been owned by one will tell you there is no other love than that of a dog.

They’re our best buds, they protect us, they keep us sane when everything seems out of control. They happily wait for us to come home from work, vacation, or just a trip to the corner store. They snuggle with us during the night, when they’re allowed to sleep in the same bed as us.  They are the epitome of unconditional love.

Anyone who has been lucky enough to have their heart owned by the love of a dog, also knows they aren’t with us nearly long enough. When they leave us, they leave a huge whole in our hearts. It doesn’t matter how many have been with you throughout the years. Every passing is a new gouge in our heart and a new grief to bear. Sometimes, after a while when we think we’ve passed the unbearable, we’ll either go looking for another friend or they will find us when we aren’t looking at all.

I’ll just give you an example. This dude down below. His name is Edgar Allen Poe. I call him Poe. He is a goofball, and a big old love puppy. He was also running wild in the middle of a highway and apparently had been for several weeks. No one ever claimed him, so after a brief hold he became mine. And when I say mine, he really belongs to me and my mate, Harry.

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