Dogs are such creatures of healing, like I swear their eyes say so much. They are these gracious, life-loving, beings. These absolutely magnificent role models that love you no matter who you are. They sense danger, sickness, and sadness and pain. They know if you love them or not but they will love you no matter what the truth is. Dogs teach us what second chances can really mean and you can hit a dog and they will trust you a minute later. Dogs are better than us bruised, condemned, stitched up monsters. Yes, we feel love but we don’t have the capacity to feel the same love they do with our distrust of one another. Dogs are the most relaxing pets to own, they have it in their souls to teach us so much. I’ll never forget Boo Boo, Max, or Belle and I will continue to love Lady and Dale. They are so fantastic, they fix so much just by looking at you. When I used to sit and cry on my floor in my bedroom my dog Belle would walk over and drool on me when she put her head on my knee and I knew she wanted a cookie and I pulled myself together to leave the room and get her one. I don’t know what kinda power that is but no friend of mine could fix me that fast by saying they wanted an Oreo or something. In a religious sense they are shedding, drooling angels but most people aren’t willing to dig that deep within themselves to accept them as something more. However, I think most people who have had a cherish-able experience with a dog knows that they will hide all pain to cure yours. They love you for whoever and whatever you are. They need us, and when I’m older I hope I can give back because they are there for every bad night and every sunny day. I hope to return their love, I hope to grant more of them to a loving home and warm arms. Every dog deserves a bone.