Along with the other non-pharmaceutic remedies that I am using, I have a dog. The best, in my biased opinion, dog there was at the pound...although I did want to take all of them home, or to someplace where I could be assured that they would be treated lovingly and given lots of space to run, toys to gnaw at and treats. The pound is not a good place to go if you suffer from depression...even if you do adopt you will, guaranteed, feel awful for all of the ones you couldn't.
Anyway...I'm a very firm believer in the therapeutic benefits of dogs...especially when it comes to depression. I have never been in a depressive episode deep enough that Roscoe couldn't at least bring some sort of smile to my face. In fact, it is my opinion that there aren't many problems that a dog, or a dog-like mindset couldn't solve. I almost wrote in my dog on my ballot in the recent presedential election; I figured that he was more well-behaved than any of the candidates were.
This story, from Slate (one of the better online magazines in my opinion) proves my point so well that I came up with a catchy ad slogan...to be used for, well, I have no idea...maybe to encourage more pound adoptions. Anyway, here it is:
Dogs: Is there anything they can't solve?
Enough said.
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