I knew something was wrong the minute I walked in the door and he didn’t say hello. Oh man, it was gonna be one of those nights. With a frustrated look, he rattled off his list of complaints:

You’re late again.

I’m hungry and there’s nothing to eat.

It’s been three weeks since you’ve walked with me.

You know, you really take me for granted…

I wonder what it would look like if our dogs loved us this way.

I wonder what it would look like if every single one of us…loved like a dog.