My dog, Katie.
To see life as simply as a dog sees it. Wouldn't that be awesome? Imagine if your thinking went like this:
Ecstasy, absolute pure bliss, came every time a person walked through the door.
Disappointment is not getting a piece of the cheese sandwich, and only lasts until the next sandwich, when hope reappears (no matter how many times you get disappointed.)
Bad things should be avoided, good things should be tackled and licked. Repeatedly.
If it's edible, or could be, eat it. Taste is really a non-issue most of the time.
Ecstasy, pure bliss, came every time a person touched you.
I wouldn't mind being a dog for a day, ya know? :)
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