We were going over humanistic theory of unconditional love in psychology. Yeah, not too great, but my prof decided to make it a bit more interesting.
"Raise your hand if you have a pet."
I raised my hand, and so did several others.
"Dog."
"Cat."
"Parrot."
Then she got to me. "Chinchilla."
The entire class - "AWWWW!"
Now, I really don't have a chinchilla at the moment, but I want one so much I might as well have one.
The prof continued, "Now imagine if you were to come home one day, and as you opened the door there stood your pet."
I piped in, "That would be terrible. He got out of his cage?"
She laughed, "Now now... stay with me here. You come home and you see your pet. It's peed and pooped all over the carpet - do you still love your pet? Does your pet still love you?"
I spoke up again, "No to both."
"Your pet doesn't love you?"
"No, my pet just wants a raisin. That's probably why he's at the door. He doesn't care about me one bit, he just wants raisins. If I take him out of his cage, 'Dude, can I have a raisin? Please?' I replace his water, 'Hey, chico, I need some raisins'."
"Sounds like your pet has OCD issues."
"No, it's a chinchilla. Just give him a damn raisin."
The effects of administering a raisin to chinchillas
