So I'm not really the empathetic or sympathetic type. I've always been of the mindset that human beings, even in bad circumstances, have at least some control of their lives. I grew up poor and rough and don't have much sympathy for those in similar circumstances as I've always felt they could do something about it.
Recently my wife found a stray puppy hiding under our laundry drying vent on a cold night. I refused to let him in the house even temporarily, because we have young children and I didn't want to worry about worms or other diseases they might pick up. She talked me into letting him stay in our garage for a few days until we could find a way to place him.
The morning after this discovery as I was preparing to leave just after breakfast I found myself preparing an extra rasher of bacon to take to him. I felt sorry for this bloody puppy in a way I've rarely felt for another human being. As of now I've taken him to see a veterinarian and, having been cleared healthy, allowing him in the house. I feel bad for the poor bugger because in my mind he can't fend for himself and I almost feel that I owe him something for showing up on my property.
Anyone else have extra sympathy for 'dumb' animals? Am I just a soft touch for a furry little bugger?




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