Four legged friends

I must admit I prefer four legged creatures to the two legged type. They love me fat or thin, ugly or pretty, if I'm in a good mood or bad - they don't care. I have two special neighbors who greet me at the fence every morning. I give them a couple milk bones and a pet and they give me kisses and smiles. It doesn't matter how I'm dressed or if I even combed my hair. They don't judge on anything except pure love. They want nothing more than a kind word and of course, the milk bone. People are too judgemental at times and they don't listen. That's another thing about these neighbors. They hang onto my every word as if it were gospel. It doesn't matter if I'm telling them it's raining or if I'm just telling them how sweet they are. They listen and never interrupt. Unconditional love can only be found in these four legged creatures. We have a lot to learn from them.