I love my dog because he simply is.
No deception, no passive-aggression, no BS, no manipulation, no double meanings, no hang ups.
We eat together, he likes meat, I share my meat off my plate with him and we’re chill.
When he wants to play, he jumps up on me with a toy and demands my attention.
When he wants to cuddle, he climbs up on me and makes himself a spot.
If he shits on the floor, I scold him, he knows it was wrong, and then we’re both over it in 3 minutes.
Neither of us like it when strangers come near the house, because it’s our frikkin house.
I can just “be” with my dog at all times, and we are on the same page, chill and straightforward, no BS, just enjoying the little ■■■■ in life like food, sleep and wrestling.
When I have to interact with people then all of that uniquely obnoxious people stuff comes flooding into the picture and suddenly I’m not even me, I’m not just “being”, I’m on guard and trying to read between the lines, trying to figure things out on time because people are so bloody cryptic and indecisive and bizarre.