I realized as I cuddled my dog, that no matter how old she gets, she’ll always love the cuddly squooshy love.  I’ve wondered with Johnny that as he gets bigger whether or not he’d like that or not.  I still do it anyway.  It’s one way I give love to my dog.  I can’t have conversations with her (at least not yet, haha…)  And the same is with Johnny.  With him, there is only love.  How would our relationship be if we could speak with our mouths to each other?  We can only speak with our hearts.  With him, there is only love.  There is no theorizing, hypothesizing, debating, speculating,…there is only love…

and sometimes alot of frustration……. :)

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