Will B. Puppy Love
A saying I am very fond of saying and fully enforce is” If you don’t love dogs, we can’t be friends!” This is no joke to me and if it ruffles your feathers, so be it.
How someone feels and reacts to dogs will tell me everything I need to know about a person. Dogs are loyal and loving to a fault. A dog will put itself in harms way to protect you. With just a look and a wag, a dog will turn that frown upside down and instantly make your day better. When you have a dog, you will always have a friend to listen to your troubles. If you have a dog, you will always have a friend to play with. When you have a day that makes you want to stay under the covers, your dog will be happy to spend the day snuggling under the covers with you. When your friend is a dog, you will never have to worry about having too much on your plate to eat. Your dog will be more than happy to help you finish your plate of food.
So, if you don’t like dogs, we can’t be friends. Some will say cats are great too. I will be pleased to disagree with you. If you’re looking for a funny or cute two-minute video of a cat or kitten on the internet then yes, I will be happy to watch, but those two minutes to me do not make a loving and loyal pet worthy of my admiration. I have had several cats over the years and have witnessed many cats of friends. Their behavior to me is the behavior of, for lack of a better description, that of a sociopath. Yes, that word fits perfectly. If you enjoy
a one-sided friendship then a cat may just be for you or just possibly, I have had the luck to always have a cat with those traits. The final straw as to why I do not like cats comes from a situation about eight years ago. We rented an apartment with a window over our bed which we enjoyed leaving open for cool evening breezes. Our cat, which shall always retain the name “That Cat”, had a habit of jumping up to the window at night to sleep. For whatever reason, that cat decided to get down for the next few nights by jumping onto my face. On the third and most frustrating night was when it jumped down. That cat shredded my face with its back claws. That was the end of that cat. We promptly found it a new home and a new house rule was born. No more cats! I could go on and on with the antisocial behaviors of cats but I won’t bore you. Now if you have cats, we can be friends. That has no bearing on how I feel about you. Not liking dogs tells me everything I need to know though.
This is Will B. saying, “So? Do you like dogs?”