The Accusatory Stare

Someone left their poodle in the car next to where I parked at the store. When I glanced over, I found the dog staring directly at me, intently. Frankly, I didn’t like it. The stare felt accusatory—more a glower—like the dog knew that less than an hour ago I ate the last lemon cookie before Desiree got to it.

This is the reason I’ve always preferred to live with cats. A cat will stare right through you because they know you really don’t matter in the long run.

—Mitchell Hegman