Animals are superior listeners. When I’m having a bad day, and noone can chill, I get some ganja, and have an intensive therapy session with my dog.
Maybe it’s the blank stare she gives me that implies she doesn’t understand a word I’m saying, but in some profound way understands better than anyone else.
If you think you need therapy and no friends are around, grab some bud, lie on a couch, and have a heart-to-heart with a pet.
Sure, their occasional crotch-licking might seem a little unprofessional, but they are expert psychologists I swear.
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