Sometimes you just need someone furry who cuddles you and tries to eat your cheese and falls over comically when trying to get on your super high bed and barks at the crackheads in your stairwell.
My parents named her Dharma. Yes, they were serious when they did that. Yes, I have the kind of parents who would name a dog Dharma.
Sometimes fulfillment is just furrier than you thought it would be.
I am an optimist.