A boy and his dog.

I had high hopes for this union. And I would love to tell you that they have a great relationship. But that would be a lie. Jack comes to this relationship with some "baggage". He was abused, abandoned and then adopted. He didn't really want siblings and given his knack for cuddling...he really hoped we would have girls. But instead, we have two boys and one, Matthew, would loves to play (read: torment) by chasing him with toys and sticks. Matthew doesn't really understand or care about Jack's emotional baggage. But they have one bond. The love of the trashmen. They share the window and watch the them. They watch for different reasons: Jack, to protect us...Matthew, in pure awe of the dollys that the trashmen ride to and from the truck. But for whatever the reason, they come together and put thier differences aside every Wednesday and Saturday. Maybe I can hope it will grow into something more...