A friend sent this story to me today. I wanted to share it with you because it helps explain why I tend to like dogs and cats better than most humans.
A man wrote a letter to a Chicago hotel where he planned to stay while on vacation.
“I would like to bring my dog with me,” he wrote. “He is well-behaved and well-groomed. Would you be willing to permit me to keep him in my room?”
The hotel owner replied, saying, “I’ve been operating hotels for 30 years. I’ve never had a dog steal bedclothes, towels, silverware or pictures off the walls. I’ve never had to kick a dog out in the middle of the night for being drunk and disorderly. And I’ve never had a dog skip out on a hotel bill. So, yes, your dog is welcome at my hotel. And if your dog will vouch for you, you’re welcome to stay, too.”
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