This is a sweet fellow. I got a black and white picture so I wasn't sure if he was a black dog or a brown dog. I asked him,
"Are you a black dog or a brown dog?"
He said, "I am not the brown dog. I am the black dog."
I didn't find out what he meant until I showed up at his mom's house, and met Jack's sis, Bella, a beautiful chocolate lab.
Jack loves to sleep. His folks were a little concerned.
We had the following conversation:
Bridget: Why do you sleep so much? Are you bored?
Jack: I’m not bored here, but I like to sleep. I like to sleep a lot. I have lots of vital dreams.
Bridge: Vital?
Jack: Alive dreams.
Bridget: What are you doing in these dreams?
Jack: I am running with a pack. Sometimes I am a wolf. Sometimes I am a human.
Jack shows me buffalo.
Bridget: Are you a buffalo?
Jack: No, sometimes I am on a horse with buffalo.
Bridget: But always running.
Jack: Always running. I love to be with others as we run. I can feel them. I can feel who they are.
Bridget: What if you run here? Is it like that when you’re awake?
Jack: I feel that if I run with people here, there’s always things to look out for, but there, we are just running together.
Bridget: That’s fascinating!
Jack: Thank you!
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