Why the love blossoms

Jake is definitely a man's dog. Now he loves me (I think) a lot and will search for me if I hide from him until he finds me, but with Darin it's a different kind of love.

Like hero-worship/bury myself-in-you type of love.

We often say that one day I'll wake up and Jake will be burrowed inside Darin's warm body. It's gross, but true.

And it's all because of this:

Man-dog wrestling

Darin plays with that dog all the time. He takes him for walks in the morning on Saturday when I don't want to get out of bed (I do it every weekday morning). He feeds him breakfast if I don't want to get out of bed. He rubs his tummy. Scratches his ears. Tugs (but not as well as Kerry tugged). And he wrestles.