
The cure? Wiener Dogs. I suggest 3 or more. Nothing is as therapeutic or cathartic as watching a herd of Wiener Dogs chase each other under the couch, under your bed, or under your feet. They don't eat much, and no matter how bleak the outlook for the future, they give you this look (see picture) when you call their name. The look that says; "Hey, everything is OK, if it weren't, would I be chasing these other dogs around?"
Thanks dogs.
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