If you’re having trouble relaxing, you might wanna try what I did, get a dog or a cat or a ferret,
alpaca, peacock, squirrel or white tiger like Sigried and Roy. Studies have shown that pet owners
live longer and adopting Kenyon, my 22 pound terrier has already extended my life. I have such
road rage, it’s a miracle I haven’t been shot by someone even more road ragier than me. Luckily,
Kenyon is magically able to anticipate my mood and actions. On our first drive together, a car in
front of me without signaling, before I could explode at the other driver, my mutt scratch me
with his tiny paw, as if he were requesting my composure. I had no choice but to grant him his
wish. I didn’t want to upset him. I soon developed the mantra that help me not overreact, what
would Kenyon do. Yeah, it sounds pretty stupid, but it’s a great litmus test. When I got angry
because of business call wasn’t returned, I think what would Kenyon do? Easy, he’d lie in the
sun and shut his eyes. When a cellphone went off in a movie theater, I’d wonder, what would
Kenyon do? Simple, he’d listen to the semi melodic tone and flash his pointy smile. When I was
about to yell at someone, because they’ve stolen the parking spot I’ve been waiting for, I ponder,
what would Kenyon do? He’d wag his tail at the people at the car, which is pretend to do but
don’t actually wiggle my rear end around. I just hope hanging around with me all the day isn’t
making him miss the pound.
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