Those Canadians Are My Kind of People
I told a friend the other day that I love my dogs, most the time more than the people in my life. My friend said, "that explains a lot..."
I'm not sure how to take that.
The truth is...
Dogs hug you when you are down, kiss you when you need it and sometimes when you don't.
My dogs are patient and listen intently when I rant and are sympathetic and make me smile when I'd rather cry.
When I look into my dogs eyes...somebody is home in there...which is more than I can say for some people.
Canadians "get it" as evidenced by this sign.