Our dogs would comfort me when I was sad. In an almost imperative way. “Not sad! Not sad! Please be not sad!”

Cats couldn’t care less. One time I thought I was being comforted with rubs and head butts; turned out somebody’s food dish was empty. “There, you feel better?… So, food now?”

Guinea pigs… never felt the love from guinea pigs.

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