I’m Sorry, I Do Not Want You

There is something equal parts joyful and concerning about watching your not-quite-two-year old try to hug his bath water.  On the one hand, here is this kid who just loves being alive and wants to enthusiastically give everything a hug; on the other hand, he’s hugging water that I’m eighty percent sure he’s peed in.   -Andrew Hachey

How can you not want this?

I do not love animals.  In the same way that I’m not a very big fan of other people’s children.  I wasn’t born with a natural inclination to love all babies, nor all things covered in fur.  Or feathers.  Take your pick.

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