I love my dogs.  No matter how unlovable I have acted, they do not hold any grudges.  They never give me the silent treatment except when they are asleep.  They just love me, come up to me snuggle up to me, lick my face eagerly.

Despite the fact I may have committed several indiscretions in a row, they do not punish me.  This was one of these days.  Despite how badly I have behaved today when I went to bed, both of my blacks pups joined me in the bedroom, one cuddled up next to me and the other lay at the foot of my bed.

I know I am not always that forgiving and I can certainly learn from their example.

They always greet me at the door like I had been away for days (and weeks) instead of the hours I have been.

There is no guile:  they either like you or don’t.  They don’t play “pretend” or hide their feelings like some humans do.  I always know how they feel about me.

There are so many reasons I love dogs but these are just a few.

Coco can only do one thing:  she loves.  When she sees you, she wiggles excitedly in every which direction and slobbers on your face.  You have no doubt she loves you and is extremely glad to see you.

The ability she has to love you seems quite elementary.  For a dog, that is.  Yet, so many people have quite a problem with it–expressing love and affection openly.  In fact, so many people are much more comfortable with their pets than humans.  There is no deceit, no lies, twisted truths demonstrated towards them by their pets.  They either like you or don’t.  There is no guile.

Of course, each animal has their personality.  Coco will stay out in the yard for hours all by herself and also when she is in the house she will often lie down on our bed all by herself.  She likes her privacy.  She is loved by everyone in this house and loves back freely.  That is no small thing.  There is a reason so many people own dogs.  They forgive quickly, just ask you for a bowl of food and water and do not make many demands beyond that except occasionally to sit on your lap and be petted.  Wouldn’t it be nice if others’ demands were that simple?  Love is never a simple thing.  Dogs, though, make it appear that way.