When I was about 7, I remember my Dad telling me that some people were like my Grandma’s dog, Joda, a sweet and gentle golden retriever. He pointed out that if you asked Joda to do something, she didn’t argue or ask why and so it was better to talk quietly to her. In fact,… »
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