I had heard the name "Al Pacino" in passing but hadn't met him (the dog, not the actor, guys). I volunteered with puppies in the parvo clinic so I was a little distracted/preoccupied with the cuteness that is puppy, so for a while, that's all there was to it.
The way he looked at me, I could have sworn he understood what I said. I ran the tips of my fingers down his shoulder and walked back to my desk.
His imperfections were endearing, his smile irresistible, his unconditional affection and passion for life had restored mine somehow.
