Not too much to ask. I always love you – it’s never even a question in what I call my mind.
I can do it by pretending you’re a dog. Dogs prefer dogs – that’s just a fact, jack. And in your own way, you pretend I’m human. Or at least you project human behavior onto me. And I LIKE it.
So, in my head, we’re just a pack, jack. Your big brain might say otherwise, but don’t you prefer just hanging with me to almost anything else? It’s completely the shiznit :)
