Merry Christmas

So it's about 3AM on Christmas day right now, and I've finally managed to find myself in the mood to write here again. I know it's been an extremely long time since the last time I did this, but to be perfectly honest... I've just been too lazy. I don't even know where to start, but I suppose it's always best to just focus on writing - as is the main purpose of this blog: my deep personal thoughts.

IT'S WORTH IT

... every single time he's made me angry, every single time I've put up with him, and every single cent that I've spent on him - is worth it. I love Apollo, and he's so loyal and loving back to me that I believe the feeling I am currently getting back from him is second to only 1 type of happiness in the world (which is the love of a significant other, of which I'm only taking in faith right now, as I've never actually experienced that potential #1 type of love in the world). Through all of the anger, pain of cleaning up his messes, taking the time to feed/walk/play with him, and paying for everything related to him - he's worth it. He's there when I come home from school/work, happy as he can possibly be and jumping up and down to the point where he can barely contain himself and his tail is going back and forth as fast as possible, waiting to give me a good licking or to throw his toy around for him. To have him hop onto my bed, search around for an opening of my comforter/blanket, and tunnel his way next to me (either between my arm and body or inbetween my legs) and feeling his warmth next to me... to waking up with his face close to mine - I feel tears of joy, love, and happiness all at the same time.

They say that a dog is a man's best friend... well, he's certainly mine.