Not sure where to go from here

[gilhooly]

When you end your life the only things you will remember are the things you love. I still remember my first pure masculine love. His name was Gypsy. I was 5 and he was so much bigger. He trapped me on the kitchen floor. He looked me directly in the face. AND LICKED ME. I forgot to mention he was a wired hair terrier. Hey I was terrified of dogs before I met Gypsy. My neighbors let me walk him.
OK OK I lied. He walked me. So what he was close to 50 lbs heavier. I wasn't afraid of him once I knew that I loved Gypsy and Gypsy loved me. Always go for love. It's the only thing that lasts.