They love you no matter what state you're in. Fat, skinny, sweaty, smelly, naked, covered in make-up, no make-up at all, doesn't matter. They love you despite any and all physical changes. They aren't shallow like a majority of us humans are, they love you for YOU.
They know when your sad... and they try to help. I can't begin to tell you how many times I have cried and had my pup come over and cuddle with me, or lick me, or any and everything she possibly can to help. Dogs can sense when their humans are sad, and often it can even make them sad too. They care about our emotional states just as much as they don't care about our physical ones. Hell, we humans should learn a thing or two from dogs and how much better they tend to treat people.
3.They give you the best greetings. Nothing is more genuine than an excited little Pomeranian jumping up and down with excitement when you return home from your hour long class at school. They value their time with you, and are always joyful and eager by merely your presence alone. Again- I wish us humans could have that kind of genuine appreciation and love for others, huh.
They are loyal. Doesn't matter where you've been, what you've done, you are always their number one priority (besides maybe dinner). If I go to the kitchen, my dog Anya follows. If I go outside, Anya goes outside. If I go to school, Anya sure as hell tries her hardest to go too.
They life your spirits. For a brief time, I was living in my off-campus apartment without any dogs (my family has always bred dogs and they have been around me my entire life. We have 9 Pomeranians total now). I was severely depressed for that entire semester. But once Anya came to stay with me, I cannot even express how much better my life has become. Her energy, her compassion, her enthusiasm, it can do a lot of good for someone who seems to always be feeling down. (Even if her barking does get annoying, like it is right now).
I always make the joke that Anya is my "child." but hell, she pretty much is. I love her more than 99.9% of people I know. This past summer, we were even in a wreck together. And boy were we lucky. Often times, Anya would (and still does) like to climb in my lap while I'm driving and look out my window (she's too small to see out hers without a boost). She just happened to climb over into my lap, when BAM, a car runs a red light and full on t-bones me in an intersection. I saw the car coming for a split second and immediately wrapped myself around my dog and shielded her. Anya and I were both ok, but all of my airbags went off and my car was totaled. If Anya hadn't been in my lap, there's no doubt in my mind that she would have died.
All in all, the point of this post is just to remind all us pet-lovers just how lucky we are. When everything else in life feels like shit, we always have the love of our pets to comfort us. More than once I have found Anya to be the highlight of my days. She is my best-friend, and will continue to be for as long as possible.
(The photos above are of Anya my 10 year-old Pomeranian and I. Yes, she is half blind. Happened over a year ago from another dog).