Have you ever gotten the kind of angry that is so multifaceted, it can’t be directed at any one specific person or thing, (not fairly) and you can’t stop being angry or be objective about it?

Instead, you find yourself going around the house, wandering with a purpose of finding someone worthy of a strong glare or a kick. Something to somehow siphon off the rage surging inside of you. You go into the kitchen, ready to eat the shit out of something, with your teeth, but you are too enraged to be hungry, and you slam the refrigerator door harder than necessary. You prowl into the bathroom to take a shower or maybe peruse your selection of soaps, but relaxation holds little appeal when what you really want to do is destroy something that someone you hate loves.

You ponder who is most deserving of your ire, but this is unsatisfying, because at your core, you are not that cruel or malicious of a person, and you know too well that your rage is so potent and vicious it can destroy whole cities when unleashed upon mere mortals. No, you have a responsibility to remain calm. Patience is not just a virtue, it is the true path to vengeance and life satisfaction. With time, all slights will be repaid many times over.

So you are faced with a dilemma. With nothing around to kick or set on fire, nothing beloved to destroy that belongs to imagined mortal enemies, what is a person to do? How to diffuse this pent up rage so that you can enjoy life again without a foul expression of contempt forever etched into your face?

Puppies. Lots and lots of puppies doing silly, puppy things:

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