unconditional love

Jack’s teaching me what this means.

and I had no idea it involves willingly reaching down to pet a dog behind his freshly manure clumped furry ear to let him know he’s okay.  I wiped my hand on my jeans, then ran it through my hair to pull it back in a pony tail, and continued on my way.

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