A New Life Lesson from a Dog

This same scared little dog is currently curled up under my feet chewing on a clothes hanger... in a fairly well-known story a reporter asked Stalin how the people could love him after all the evil he had committed against them over the years... He answered by picking up a chicken, held it tight, and proceeded to pluck every feather one by one from the bird... while it struggled to get away through it all, the second he was done he offered the bird some food... and suddenly this tiny bird, close to starvation, forgot everything else and fed right from the man's hand... and this bird, shivering from cold, nuzzled up in this same man's arms for warmth... Now I am not Stalin... I'm not a sadist... the only similarity between us in the story is the point I'm trying to make... They say that the way to a man's heart is through his stomache... and I say the way to a dog's heart is through a treat...