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March 26, 2013
Yesterday morning I smooshed Lionel, a 5-year-old Rottweiler I recently met at the bank, and his 12-year-old brother, Mack, also a Rottweiler. Mack had the elegant, patient, benevolent bearing of a grandfather, and was more than happy, après-smoosh, to melt into the sidewalk and give the floor back to Lionel. Their dad and I talked about how gentle and sweet Rottweilers are yet how maligned. I felt myself getting angry at faceless anonymous people who'd dare think anything negative about them. Rather than "preach to the choir", I chose to smoosh and love the two beautiful boys that much more.