There are moments of rage but after those moments, he is always for me, I just have to look him in the eye and he will give me a smile, let me lie down and tuck me in with his tail, tell me stories of his old women, let me feel safely and without the need to fight, we may be one, but we are different and I cannot help but be grateful that he is the one who welcomes me with his open arms.

A very special thanks to the artist who made such a wonderful image   bowbowbowie