I am really curious to know if there is any species of animal more tolerant than a dog. The list of things we put them through and expect of them is forever climbing. Yet they not only put up with it, they come back for more.
How many other animals would wait around for us all day, come back when we call them after their first chance to stretch their legs in nine hours, and then lick our faces while we arrange ridiculous costumes on their heads?
No matter how you look at it, I am the lucky one in this relationship. My tiny sacrifices of getting up early to walk in the freezing snow or rushing home immediately after work are nothing compared to the sacrifices Shiva makes for me.
I’ll never understand it, but I’ll forever be grateful.