I think I am generally a sensitive person always caring for other people’s feelings as best I can; even though at times my own feelings are really hurt; like the many times Lego bricks are left lying on the carpet and I step on one of them in bare feet. I politely say “By Jove, that was a tad uncomfortable!” and move on, rather than let my real feelings come to the fore.
The point I’m trying to make here is that although I try my best in the “caring” department there are times when circumstances conspire to make me appear insensitive.
Years ago we had a guinea pig called Porcus. Why a Latin name, I don’t know. I would have gladly named him Pork, or Bacon, or Ham … but hey … the family chose Porcus and that’s what it was.
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