Some amazing neurochemical research has been floating around the net lately asserting that the hormone released when people are in love is released in animals in the same intimate circumstances. The chemical is called oxytocin.
I only love four things in my life: my woman, my son, my cat and my truck. The chemical reaction between us humans is as expected, warm, fuzzy and all that stuff, but my relationship with Piper and Jill are different.
Piper and I have bonded tightly over the years and I know she loves me. There’s a guttural sound that escapes sometimes from her purrs when we’re close, hard to describe but I feel it. Oxytocin in action.
As to my truck Jill, when we pull into the garage after a long road trip and I shut her down, she talks to me. It’s a kind of metallic engine cooling down chatter that only an old engine could make. Obviously no oxytocin involved here but I sense the love. I take a moment to thank her for getting me home safely, and we move on to the next ride…
