Well… because they are loyal. They greet you when you come home. They
don’t use abusive language. They don’t care about your looks, or what you do
for a living. They don’t care about getting old. They don’t care about your
race, or your gender, or what sex you’re attracted to… and they don’t care if
you’re handicapped. They don’t care about the deficit, or the NASDAQ, or what
brand of car or handbag you own. They don’t care who is who. They
don’t care about money and hold no greed. They don’t give a shit about Freud.
They don’t do drugs, nor are they alcoholics. They don’t pretend to be better
than you, or pretend to be something they’re not… they act as is. They
don’t preach bullshit, nor do they practice hypocrisy. They don’t make
unfeasible promises, or constant excuses. Their smiles are authentic. Their
affection is authentic. They don’t flake. They are steadfast... and they love
trees. They don’t care about politics, nor do they use weapons of mass
destruction. They don’t bitch about nonsense. They don’t break the
law. They don’t turn on you. They don’t lie, or cheat, or steal
(well, sometimes they steal). They don't pollute the environment, or trash the
ocean, or perform harmful tests on each other. They don’t dwell on the
past and act like victims, when in reality, they actually ARE the victims. They
love the simplest of things; such as string, a cardboard box, or a ball… and of
course, table scraps. They love watching birds. They are cognizant, and do not
commit acts of war, murder, or rape. They have no religion, and don’t
care what you engage in. They are self-conscious, but hold no ego. They love
sunshine. They are snuggly soft. They do not bring superfluous drama to your
life; rather, they bring unadulterated, unconditional love… and pure heartfelt
comedy. They have extraordinary personality. They are innocent.
They can be jealous, but hold no malice. They often protect you, and in return,
they rely on sanctuary. They have feelings. They are content. They are heart
and soul. They are what proper love should be. They are family. They are
beautiful.
Are you a dog
or a cat person? Fuck You… I’m an animal person.
The end.
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