As much as we can love animals, and they us, it isn’t the same. It would be nice if it did fully fill that hole we have where another person should be. They try, that’s for sure, but it just isn’t the same.

It really sucks extra when you lose that animal though. When we lost our dog, if I hadn’t had my wife and kid, I would have eaten a bullet. No exaggeration, until I got married, that dog was my reason to make it another day. She would know when it was close, and wouldn’t let me do anything at all until I pulled back from the edge.

I’m lucky. So damn lucky.

You’ll find someone. A good dad, a person that’s open to that kind of intimacy and trust? Anyone you run across would be lucky to have you.