
Lately the overwhelming selfishness of people has swollen my level of disgust with the human race.
The sickening and maniacal laugh of one who finds glee in firing someone needlessly, the cold and mordant guilt bestowed on a son for neglecting an agenda his mother can only hint at, the sad resignation of a husband towards his bitter and self-tortured wife of many years, the clever plan to artificially staff your department with friends of a freelancer only for client visitations... these and more have left my human empathy batteries almost completely dead.
Nobody really seems to care much anymore. It is all about me and what you can do to help... my cause. Did community finally die? Aren't we supposed to be more in touch these days? It doesn't seem that way to me.
Luckily the world still provides other satisfactions, as made evident today. We picked him up after a long drive into the country. He stood in a small room with a younger brother and sister from another litter, staying back against the wall, waiting for us to admire the two younger puppies. He was somewhat timid... but we were told that with attention his real personality would shine through.
Well, it only took about an hour for that to happen. He was home and he knew it. There is more goodness flowing through this life... thanks to a 13 week old puppy.
And for those keeping track---
The score now is;
Humans -4
Dogs +3
