i don't like how animals are treated like trading cards. that they're dispensable. that they're only purpose is to entertain you when they chase their tail or roll over or 'sing' to "a closer walk with thee " on america's funniest home videos. i don't care to know the reasons. it's not right to trade a dog in to be destroyed so you can get a new one like it's a household appliance. it's creepy and it makes me feel nauseous.
i've seen my dad put love into something for the first time in a long time and last night he looked like he wanted to cry. as much as i resented him in the beginning for taking on another expense there's no way i could resent him now.
he looks like a little boy. and i feel like he should be sheltered from being hurt.
all i can do i do is hug him and bake him a pie.