Um...oooookay.
I'm having a hard time following his logic, but I'm glad the dog convinced (?) him to change his plans.
In a mostly unrelated vein, there was a kid in my high school who was kind of picked on. His family was poor, he wasn't too bright, didn't have a lot of friends, etc. We had to write an essay for English class, and he wrote one on why he loves animals and the teacher had him read it to us - he said he loves animals because they love you no matter what you're wearing, and they're never mean to you because you're different. It still makes me well up a little to think about that poor kid and how lonely he must have been. I think about calling him up sometimes and seeing what he's doing and apologizing on behalf of the entire class. I don't think I was ever mean to him, but I definitely ignored his existence for the most part.
Anyhow, animals definitely provide something for people. That's why my Cooper is a therapy dog now.
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