This post is long over due. I've had it in my head to write for months, but there is always something else to write about. But since I'm wide awake at 2am with aches and chills, I may as well say what needs to be said.
I don't think I've ever had such a clear example of unconditional love than I do in our Achilles. He's been with us for about nine months now, and while I have not always liked him, he has, from day one, adored me.
He is incontinent, under foot, and neurotic. He is mostly an afterthought, if he is thought of at all. But despite how little I show him I care about him, he just lives to be near us. He is so much more patient than I give him credit for.
He really is a good dog.
I don't think I've ever had such a clear example of unconditional love than I do in our Achilles. He's been with us for about nine months now, and while I have not always liked him, he has, from day one, adored me.
He is incontinent, under foot, and neurotic. He is mostly an afterthought, if he is thought of at all. But despite how little I show him I care about him, he just lives to be near us. He is so much more patient than I give him credit for.
He really is a good dog.
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