I'm one lucky dog to live in Middleburg. I am even a luckier dog to live in America.

Last week my human Tom and I went into the post office. We overheard two people who were checking their mail and talking about politics. As soon as Tom heard them, he said to himself, "Have to get out of here." But, before we made it out the door one of them stopped him and asked, "What do you think?"

Tom didn't want to give his opinion, but instead said he was open to hearing every side of an issue, but what he feels in his heart stays between himself and his heart. We stood there, listening to the both of them as they carried on a heated discussion. It got so tense and loud that one of them started to cry. It had to do with something about cages, and people and families being taken from each other. I don't always understand human talk, but anytime I hear the word cage it makes me a little jittery. Anyways, Tom ended up hugging the one woman, and reminding them both that no matter how different we all might be, we must always respect each other's opinions.

Finally, we headed out the post office door but were followed by one of the two people who had just had the fight. The angry woman asked Tom, "Can you believe her?" Tom didn't respond. The woman followed us the whole way to The Bakery.

"She's so wrong! It's people like her that are making this town and America disintegrate."

Tom and I just smiled and went into the Bakery. The smell of croissants and raspberry bars filled my canine senses. Tom ordered his egg sandwich and his raspberry scone.

"I mean that just ruined my day!" The woman said to Tom.

"I'm sorry someone else's beliefs ruined your day," Tom replied.

"Well, she's wrong! And I guess that's enough for me to know. The world is just made of nuts like her. People who are greedy and dumb," The woman said then she ordered three cookies.

"Yeah, well not everyone who disagrees with you are greedy bad people," Tom said to her as he handed his money to the cashier.

"I'd like to pay for her three cookies please," Tom said to the lady ringing us up.

"Oh, my! How kind? You don't have to do that," the woman said with a smile.

"I'm happy to," Tom said, getting back his change and handing the woman her cookies. "I don't agree with you either, but that doesn't stop me from hoping these cookies make your day better," Tom said with a smile.

As we walked down the Bakery steps the woman ran out onto the porch and said, "Thank you."

Tom and I walked home. We sat on the porch as he ate his egg sandwich. He dropped a few pieces of egg on the floor. It was my day! It takes a lot to ruin a dog's day and that's why you never hear us dogs talking politics.