To all my friends with children: I am so very, very sorry! I owe you all an apology… and some explanation. :-D
It is probably no secret to those who know me that I don’t care for kids that much. The very young ones are often loud and shrill, and their high-pitched voices frequently hit a note that I find quite painful due to popping an eardrum some time ago while scuba diving. I also happen to agree with the (slightly paraphrased) quote regarding babies being alimentary canals with no sense of responsibility at either end. Consequently I have never been able to fathom parental effusing on the remarkable and unique beauty and/or intelligence of their (very average-looking, to me) offspring — could anything be duller to listen to?
There is also the fact that throughout most of my animal-training and -owning life I have usually ended up with the “difficult” animals — the ones that are fearful, or have learned bad habits, or have been hurt and are now consequently quite untrusting. I don’t regret being there for those animals — I’m actually rather proud of being able, in most of the cases, to help them become happier and calmer and better behaved. However, I also got used to needing endless patience with the poor things, and to watch those with friendlier or more confident animals easily navigate tricks and training that would take my particular animal teammate much, much longer…
OMG YOU GUYS MY BEAUTIFUL GOLDIE-PUP JUST PASSED HER INTERMEDIATE OBEDIENCE CLASS WITH FLYING COLORS SHE IS THE CUTEST SMARTEST MOST AWESOME PUPPY EVAAAR LOOK LOOK I GOT PHOTOS ISN’T SHE JUST THE MOST — HEY WAIT WHERE’RE YOU GOING?! :-D