There is joy when I come home from work. He watches over my Dad when I am not around. Sam comforts me because he accepts me for what I am. Like the dogs I work with everyday, he loves what I bring to the table. When I am with the dogs, I do not worry that I will sound stupid, will be rejected, or will be laughed at for how I look or sound.
Dogs love for the best reasons.
They love our simple acts of kindness, our touching of their soft fur to comfort, our singing off-key to share a happy moment. Sam makes my heart healthy because he makes it that much more capable of loving. We all have our weaknesses. Sam has his. We accept each other and make each other stronger.