Creature: (n) an animal, especially a non-human
I like animals—but I don’t love them.
This statement in itself is enough to make many people cease reading this article—for loving animals has become the symbol of great humanity, mercy and tenderness. I especially find displeasure in those who allude to the fact that they “love animals more than people.”
We have begun to accept such weirdness.
I guess if I felt that the people who loved animals cared equally for people, I would be very impressed and would want to learn from them how to be more passionate about…what is it they call them?
Oh, yes. Our “fur friends.”
But I feel these folks have decided to be empathetic with animals instead of their fellows, mainly because they can quietly overlord the creatures, while pretending equality.
After all, what’s a dog going to do if you insist you love it, but then make it wait an extra fifteen minutes to go out and pee so you can finish your make-up?
And what is a cat supposed to think when you show up two or three times a day for affection, and any time it wants to come and be close, you’re too busy watching TV?
It’s a strange game—because it is easy to love an animal that is not demanding, and not so easy to love one that requires equality.
I am still working on being kind to the sparrow and all other creatures.
But I will begin by loving those folks who I’m told are most certainly created in God’s image.