Dogs love is pure sometimes, full of acceptance. Every time I see the love between Bud and Zinnia, I think of how different these two dogs are, how different their experiences. Yet their affection for each other is simple and whole.
Bud is happy to Zinnia’s pillow, she is happy to rest her head on him.

Even the grumpy Fate is curling up next to them in the evening now.

She only snarls at Zinnia once in awhile. What a gift to see these dogs together in this sometimes nasty and disconnected world. I often wonder if they can do it, why can’t we?