Change of Heart

So I have been for at least the past few years notoriously not a an animal person, but I think living alone for the past weeks has had a profound effect on me. John and Beth went out for a little and left Winston (their Great Dane) with me. For the first time ever, I am finding myself really liking an animal. In this moment, I feel like I would actually get a pet. Me-own an animal! I think part of it is that I hate being alone, and this dog makes me feel like I have a friend. I mean they don't call them man's best friend for nothing, right?