You clearly are a miserable person.
So was I.
My dawg greeting me every day when I come home from a shit day dealing with morons and thugs, all she wants is to play. Big time therapy for me.
I was going to say something cunty, but I like you too much.
I’ve never been able to get emotional about an animal after my first dog had to be put down. I’ve tried having another dog, I just couldn’t give a single fuck about it, and I’m fine with that.
I look at animal lovers now and I just see people who have an inconvenience/burden that they have to care for that isn’t a human.
My brother gives me a ton of shit for my callous attitude toward animals. He can’t drive by a stray without taking pictures, posting them on Facebook to hopefully alert the owners. Shit, he has 4 strays in his backyard currently that he’s trying to re-home. No thanks.
I don’t hate animals nor could I be intentionally cruel, but as I said, fuck them animals.