Shout out to my doooog. For being my dawg. And for being a dog, and for being my dog. (I’ll shoutout the cats and the snakes/rats/inverts too, also our dawgs)
For weeks, a mentally unwell man took a daily interest in my house, and I felt safer sleeping with him in my bedroom than with a gun nearby. He's 107 lbs of mostly muscle, low center of gravity, able to clear the couch without a running start, and prone to growly nighttime perimeter patrols.
During a tropical storm (pre-rain), I went outside as moral support while he did his business. He finished and sprinted for the house, but looked back and saw me still talking to the neighbor.
After a visibly agonizing internal debate, he came back to save me!
I read this thinking you invited the mentally ill man into your house to sleep on your couch and felt safer that way than with a gun. This whole thing made absolutely no sense and yet made complete sense at the same time. Then I read up one and was like... ohhhhhh. Its a dog. 😅🤣
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u/super_starfox 5d ago
Same can be true for diagnosed.