“Looking at people had become too stressful, too painful. War, greed, abject idiocy—I was sick of them. And it seemed to me that I wasn’t the only one experiencing this malaise,” Naomi Fry writes. “We needed animals to distract us, even save us.”

 

“Looking at people had become too stressful, too painful. War, greed, abject idiocy—I was sick of them. And it seemed to me that I wasn’t the only one experiencing this malaise,” Naomi Fry writes. “We needed animals to distract us, even save us.”

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The Animals That Made It All Worth It

This year, it was hard to feel good about humans. Moo Deng, Crumbs, and Pilaf kept us sane.