Jack and Max,
Where do I even start with you two? You came into my life when I needed you the most, and are undoubtable proof that dogs are man’s best friend. Every day you bring so much love and light to our home. I have no doubt that you both know how cherished (and very, very spoiled) you are. But, my Jackie and Maxie, do you know that you really, truly are two furry miracles?
You know exactly what I’m feeling.
Whether I’m hyped up and ready for a run, or completely exhausted and in need of a nap, you two always seem to know and are ready for anything. You’re just excited to be together, no matter the activity.
You are always happy to see me.
It’s a given that, when I walk through the door, you two are more excited to see me than my parents, grandparents, and sister combined. When I see your wagging tail and feel those sweet puppy kisses, I know I’m home.
You put yourselves last.
Jack, you’re ten pounds, and Max, you’re four; no matter how hard you try, the chances you’ll scare off the 6’3”, 200 pound mailman are slim. And yet, I’m so in awe of your willingness to protect our family, at your own risk. You both depict selflessness and bravery.
You exemplify the best way to live.
Squabbles are short-lived, curiosity is abundant, everyone is a friend, and if something goes wrong? Sleep it off and try again later. The world would be a better place if everyone lived life like a dog.
Jack and Max, you are my joy, my happiness, my best friends. I don’t know what I did to deserve such beautiful boys. You’ve helped me appreciate everyone and everything so much more, and for that I am a better person. I love you both so very much.
