The first time I ever saw Alex, he was lying next to a food bowl outside of the Winn-Dixie grocery store near my house.
He looked up at me with big sad eyes as I walked into the store one night. I didn’t know who he belonged to or what he was doing at the store, so I asked while I was checking out.
“He’s been here all day,” the cashier said. “Some woman put him out of the car this morning with that bowl and a ball. She took off and he’s been here ever since.”
On the way out the door, I stopped to visit him. He didn’t have a real tail, but he wagged a little stump of a tail at getting some attention. Another store employee told me that people had been petting the dog all day, but nobody was interested in taking him home.
As I was petting the dog and trying to figure out whether I could help him, a couple of other customers stopped to talk. They were both big animal lovers, they said, and they both expressed a willingness to help. Each said she knew someone who wanted a dog, but neither had a place to keep him that night.
Once you’ve found the right love, build your whole world around her
Why do we create families? It’s a ‘matter of the heart,’ not head
Without empathy and persistence, high IQ is just a cheap parlor trick
Nobody has the right to a position in your life which you don’t want

It can take a lifetime of work to overcome abusive ‘programming’
Life is a game of hide-and-seek; we’re lost if we no longer seek
Don’t ever make politicians angry or they might assassinate you, too