I gotta say, I wept for days when I found out a corn dog contained no dog in it. I mean, what's the point of this thing without it? That was probably the last great heartbreak I ever suffered. After that, my heart grew cold to everything and I just stopped caring or believing in anything.
That said, I do feel like my icy demeanor towards life is starting to thaw a bit, especially in the last couple years. I think a big thing that's helped is I've started just making my own corn dogs at home the way I feel they were meant to be made and should be made. Life is pretty good these days and my job at the ASPCA seems to be getting less and less stressful and busy each day.