I was totally sitting down to write an article about suicide. About how, without a doubt, someone you love, at some point in your life, is going to kill themselves. I was going to tell you how there is LITERALLY nothing you could do to change that, and to just steady yourself for it a bit makes the impact less world-shattering. I was prepared to fill you in on statistics, and let you know that thirty-eight percent of all car accidents are actually suicide attempts. But then I remembered that I asked you if you could kill a kid yesterday. You can’t follow-up a “Could you kill a child” article with a “someone you love will inevitably kill themselves” article, because that is just too heavy. So I decided, last-minute, to make this an article full of cute ass puppies, lest someone call me and ask if I need a hug. Which, by the way, I do. Honestly, you gotta give the masses a moment to “squee” now and then, lest you lose them to the darkness.
I would sit in my bed at night, just looking at it on the top shelf of my bureau. It’s pinpoint pupils somehow staring into me. I never told my Dad I didn’t want it in my room, because even as a child, that thought felt irrational to me. The idea that a tiny, lifeless toy could fill someone with a palpable sense of dread seems foolish to even think about now, but I know I was not alone in this. Not even close. Every single one of had that one toy, or that one painting, or that one trinket in our house growing up that just terrified us. The smartest of you vocalized that fear, so atleast your parents would remove said item, or make fun of you accordingly. But the most terrified of us, we just sat there, having staring contests with it, until we got old enough to throw it away ourselves. But if your toy is anything like mine was, throwing it away didn’t matter, because it has followed you your whole life, regardless.
Seeing an animal get surprised and seeing it react is one of my favorite things ever. Especially depending on how amazing the reaction is. There is just something insane about seeing an animal jump as the result of a loud noise, or seeing an animal notice something and get scared. I think it only further reiterates my belief that animals are the best thing ever, and that my high school psychology teacher was an asshole when he said they don’t “feel” things that humans feel. This proves animals are just as spazzy and insane as us humans. And that only makes me love them more.
The real reason I needed to make this list is because of this movie right here, which I just watched a few days ago.
As I say in the article, the film literally reached its hands into my guts and pulled out little, rotted chunks of my soul.
Ever since then, I have needed something sweet and loving and genuine to put it back, and I found it.
Adorable animals doing overly-adorable things with other adorable animals.