It doesn't happen much ... probably because I look like an escapee from a local prison ... but I bristle whenever I'm talking about our dogs (it's more accurate to say we are their humans) and someone either says or infers ... 'how can you love a dog that much? Do you love dogs more than humans?'

The answer, for me, has always been fairly simple: Love is love.

Without a moment's hesitation ... I will tell anyone that I love our dogs as much as it's possible to love another living creature.

And ... I also love my granddaughter as much as it's possible to love another living creature. And she's not my blood, either.

Love is love.

Period.

Thanks, James, for trying to find homes for those two beauties. Is there a Husky rescue in your nape of the neck? No kill, shelters, I hope.