On my way to teach class this afternoon, I passed a service dog in training. He was a big boy, tail wagging non-stop as he sniffed everyone who walked by. Knowing that I'm supposed to "ignore" working animals, I high-tailed it past him with no acknowledgement.
And it basically killed me.
On my bike ride home this afternoon I saw something I have never seen in Denver. A man was walking off the trail, his dog on a leash sniffing the creek bed, and he was yelling, just verbally berating the dog. The dog would start a bit, then go back to sniffing, then start a bit.
And it basically killed me.
It's becoming ever more apparent to me that I love animals more than people. Like, way more. And I'm OK with this.
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