No, but I think its best I live alone.
Lately I have been ! At least Hunter listens!! .......well mostly.
No, not now...but I will tell you I felt that way most of my adult life, and when I was your age I did.
Finally something seemed to happen...somehow seeing through the awful things people do, their frightened, fear-based confused struggle to find happiness...expressing as rage. Seeing all that reflected in myself and taking the steps to start cleaning up my own life...
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Now I more feel tenderness for the poignancy of our struggles as human beings, and my love for people gets more and more unbounded all-out and passionate.
Oh my goodness, YES.
Replace "dog" with "cat", and yes, that sometimes applies to me.
I recently had to take my dog to the emergency vet on a Sunday---she had partially opened a surgical incision by pulling the stitches out.
This version was on a plaque on the wall: "The more I get to know some people---the more I like dogs."
After reading some comments to me, I not only like them more, I think it likely that are---on the whole---both more reasonable and smarter than those same "some people."
Guilty as charged. What's not to like?As Richard Ianelli put it, "A dog is a hairy, tail-wagging reception committee. It is the only member of the family who will drop everything and come running to the door the moment she hears your voice."
Dogs are simplistic . . . People are not.
I find the time spent walking with my dog, allows me to "Self Reflect" since she is just happy to be free in the woods and doesn't require my attention on every little detail of her life.