I am not married. I have no children. But I have a dog.
There is something wonderful about pets, and in my case, one particular little Yorkie named “Joey.” There have been some long days, and exhausting months of late; so much so, that I haven’t even had the energy to pour those moments into prose. Yet, no matter how hard a day has been, how difficult people in my life might be, how challenging life can get, I come back to a 5lb bundle of fur who has nothing but massive amounts of kisses for me. I could have just finished a brilliant show, played the best set ever, completed a solid “A” paper, or taught the most enlightening class and none of that matters to this four-legged friend. All he cares is that I have returned home again, that we are in each others company and that I feed him, provide him fresh water, and ensure he gets a couple walks a day. This is all in exchange for unlimited unconditional love.
I have often wondered, if we showed humans the same kind of love these little creatures show us, what kind of world could this be?