My Karma is Personified

This is my boy.

He is named Karma. He is the first dog I have truly raised from a puppy. That was my undoing. Every other dog I have owned I was able to separate the relationship between a boy and his dog.

I know no such bounds.

He is me and I am him. I am a bit tougher than he is and he is more sensitive...my yin to his yang

I love him more than any other animal and outside of a human or two them as well.

Does that make me sad? Or him so awesome?