Just now I was singing a song to the dog about why he should do the laundry while I’m not at home, and he looked up at me with a face that said, “I know you’re a bit strange, and perhaps I should be worried, but I’m counting on you to feed me.” And then I suddenly realized that soon there will be two creatures looking up at me that way, and that one of them will eventually grow up and tell his or her therapist about it. Talk about pressure!