One of my biggest heartbreaks in life is not being able to take my pug with me when a four-year long relationship with an ex ended. I don't care how you judge me but I cried more losing the dog rather than losing that relationship. It is a loss that I still nurse until now. I still miss my cute, cuddly, fat, smelly fur ball. I miss her so.
That loss has made me kinder to animals in general, be it a cat, a dog, a turtle, or a fish. I believe it's the kindness that springs from witnessing unconditional love apart from what you got from your family. Every dog owner will tell you how a dog can make you feel that you are the best person in the world even if you really are a mean, selfish, spiteful bastard.
On the other hand, losing that pet has made me some kind of crusader against people who treat their pets cruelly. First, I don't understand how they can make the decision of getting a pet and not see the repercussions of cleaning up after it. A pet is another creature that has needs. It needs to be walked, vaccinated, fed, cuddled. It needs time, money, and attention. These assholes don't know that. Second, why go out of your way to be mean to a pet? These people should be in the lowest part of the evolution ladder. I also wish parents do not mistreat an animal right in front of their kids. That's one ingredient to raising a psychopath.
The joy of having a pet who loves you, and that doesn't even take a lot of effort from you, is one of the best feelings in the world. Some people don't know that. I hope there's a special place in hell for people who are mean to animals especially to dogs. At some point in your lives, I wish you're treated the same way you treat your pets.
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