Often times the early morning hours bring to me profound thoughts and brilliant ideas. All of this occurs before coffee. By the time I walk the dog, shower, and dash out the door all of that brilliance is buried somewhere deep in my mind, perhaps never to resurface.
This crisp, Autumn Friday morning the dark sky was filled with sparking stars. My dog, in his innocent demand to simply be loved, inspired in me the desire to love. To love, not only my dog, but the entire Human Race – even the Bad Guys. Because unconditional, pure, love trumps all. In the early morning hours I felt it and know this to be true. Thanks, my dog.
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