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Ahh, Ryker was lucky to know you and you him. He sounds like a very special "boy."
When I was a young teen, my parents bought a beautiful Sheltie puppy for the family. Cinnamon instantly became my puppy. He was only 7 weeks old and he would sit, stay, fetch, and was learning to speak. He was always smiling (if a dog can smile.) At less than 7 lbs. he was tiny and very lovable. I spent hours with him each day, taking him everywhere I went. Just a week after getting him my dad woke with a start in the middle of the night. My mom asked what was wrong and he replied that something was wrong with Cinnamon. He went out to the family room to check on our puppy who was sleeping soundly behind dad's chair. Little did my dad know, but that sound sleep was actually death. No one knows why he died, but the vets thought he may have caught a virus from the lake we had picniced at the evening before. I have not been able to own a puppy ever since -- no puppy can take Cinnamon's place.
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If you can go deeply into lovemaking, the ego disappears. That is the beauty of lovemaking, that it is another source of a glimpse of god
It's not about being perfect; it's about developing some skill at managing imperfection.
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