I saw this on Facebook the other day and it made me cry. I’m not sure if that’s saying much since I cry (when I’m not enraged) at parallel or crooked lines. I somehow developed a soft spot for Jimmy Stewart when I was a kid. I don’t really know much about him, but he reminds me of my maternal grandfather (whom I’m named after), both a little in looks and demeanor. They’re from the same general generation. I do remember him being made fun of sometime in the ’80s for publishing a book of poems. I believe some thought he, a movie star, had no right. I might even have agreed at the time.
Not now. The world can’t absorb enough enthusiasm and admiration for dogs. Especially not now. So let yourself go and listen to him. I think you’ll find something to like about it.