So the journey with Slade has been a long one. I expected it since the poor guy was traumatized and I was his 4th home at 8 years of age (he's now 9). We've been making bigger steps again lately and just a little bit ago he ran down onto my chest and begun putting his head to my mouth for kisses and putting his head under my chin while I petted him. I didn't ever expect him to love me this much and part of me doesn't even know why he does. But, as I sit here with him falling asleep on my chest for the first time I'm crying tears of joy.