I rolled out of bed this morning and swore that anything I said today would be positive. So I let the dog out and petted the cat. Then when I let the dog in, I petted her. That’s the great thing about animals. Unrequited love. There really is such a thing. You feed them, pet them, let them out now and then and they are happy. I wonder what an animal would think if Donald Trump affected their life. Or Harvey Weinstein, or Hillary Clinton. Maybe Kim Jung Un. (Maybe not.) To them, my wife and I are president and first lady. No secrets. Nothing hidden. They know where the food is. They just need a little help getting to it. they know where the treats are. How many they’ll get. What time of day. They know all this. They trust us. Maybe it’s a good thing we don’t trust our leaders as much as the animals trust us.
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