**Playing catch up on these prompts on this beautiful rainy fall morning.**
What does unconditional love look like to me?
It looks like my dogs. They love me every day. They don’t care if I’m hangry, hormonal or having some other human experience. They are excited to see me every day. They will cuddle with me even if I was a jerk five minutes ago. They make me laugh and smile.
The love they show me is contagious. It makes me want to be a better human for them. When I’m mad because I’m cleaning up dog fur… for the seventh time that day because Huskies are always shedding, or I’m cleaning up poop or pee because one of them has a serious anxiety problem when it comes to fireworks… I just remember that they would love me if I pooped on the floor or was shedding all over.
In all seriousness, my dogs are a great example of unconditional love every day. I hope to be more like them when I grow up.