Bob stood in the kitchen, getting a drink of water. Ozzie stood in the kitchen, staring at him.
Me: So you don’t mind him staring at you right now?
Bob: Nope. You know why?
Me: Why?
Bob: Because he’s a dog and that’s what dogs do.
Me: You know what doesn’t stare at you? Hamsters. Hamsters never follow you all around, staring at you. Even when they’re not in their cage, they could care less about what you’re doing.
Bob: Hamsters don’t love you.
Me: Exactly!
My various experiences of love have not all been good and I remain suspicious and fearful of it. Animals that don’t love me are perfectly fine.