Our cat Zoë had developed a limp and was due for a shot, so in we went. In the waiting room we met a nice couple who rescue cats, a woman with a pregnant German Shepherd and another woman whose tiny, elderly yapper had lost his yap. Conversation was easy and natural, and for a few moments we were a small community of people who cared about their pets. Totally different types of people, but there we were.
I remain convinced that people are essentially good. Sometimes we forget because we’re afraid. Thank goodness for the animals who remind us to love unconditionally.