Good Dogie!

Why do I have a dog? I have a dog because of the glorious fact that he won't judge me. All I have to do is show him some love and he is my friend for life. Dogs ask for so little and reward so big. They never look at you with contempt or disappointment. They never sass back and say "I hate you, your the worst owner ever!" They never want more from you than you give to them. They'll keep you warm when your cold and cheer you up when your sad. They'll make the worst day tolerable not for any other reason than they love you. They don't need you to reassure them they are the best dogie on the block. You don't have to inflate their little dogie egos so as not to embarrass them in front of their dogie friends. They aren't insecure and in need of reassurance 24/7. They just want you to love them for who they are and they will do the same. I could start saying "Who's a dip shit? Are you a dip shit? You're my little my dip shit? In the most friendly voice possible and they will jump up and lick you all over as if saying "Yeah, I'm a dip shit. I'm a dip shit. My owner loves me 'cause I'm a dip shit"! I can be in the worlds worst mood and all I need is for my dog to look up at me with those big brown eyes and I smile. Yesterday Langston and I were in the back yard. He was running around and all of a sudden I felt something poking me in the leg, I looked down and there was my little dog carrying a stick at least three feet long and an inch and a half wide. He didn't have any idea how stupid he looked carrying that giant stick, he just wanted me to stop what I was doing and throw it for him...so I did. Talk about a good investment, for the amount of love and devotion dogs bring to our lives, we got a great deal. I'm wondering...maybe this would be a good time to average down...? Just kidding, one's enough...for now...!