can you imagine Eric coming home from school, with his jaw all tense and his face all red, wanting to punch a fucking wall. And he opens his front door, slamming it really hard, not being able to contain his anger from having a bunch of douchebags at school ruining his day. And then suddenly, his anger breaks when he hears Sparky’s little paws running along the wooden floor, with his tail wagging high in the air, seeing the sight of his owner home. And Eric’s anger  washes away and he smiles, reaching down to pet his dog. And says in a gentle tone, “hi buddy.” I like to think that Eric had these moments a lot. And the only thing in his life that ever made his aggression/anger go away (temporarily) was Sparky.