This analogy might seem odd, but hang with me, and I hope by the end you will see the connection.
Our last dog, Tommy, was a German Shepherd/ Doberman mix. He was a great dog, and a very good watch dog. He ONLY barked if someone was in front of our house. He was calm and easy going, unless he feared for our safety.
One day my husband was in our garage working on something, and our toddler was playing near him on the driveway. Tommy was laying quietly nearby. Suddenly, out of no where, a man came charging up our driveway delivering advertisements. You know those little bags with rocks inside that also include an advertisement for gardeners? This man was just making his normal rounds, and was walking very quickly up in to each driveway.
Tommy didn't know anything about advertisements, or gardeners. He only knew that the baby was playing on the driveway, and a man was charging up near him. He jumped up and bit the man on the knee. It wasn't a "I'm going to eat you alive" bite. It was a warning bite that didn't break the skin. My husband called Tommy back. But before he could even apoligize, the man started yelling and cursing. He yelled, "I'm going to go get a gun and come back and shoot that *$#% dog!"
At this point, my husband began to bristle a little. He said, "I'm sorry my dog bit you, but I don't appreciate your foul language and agressive behavior!" The man swore and took off down the street. My husband then turned to Tommy, patted him on the head and said, "Good dog".
You may wonder why he would praise the dog for biting someone. What I think is that dogs know more about people than we do. They sense things that we can't sense. Tommy was trying to protect his family from someone that he sensed as a threat. He sensed something more about this man than we did. We as humans tend to ignore our gut instincts much of the time, and give people the benefit of a doubt. But animals see through all the pretense. Am I glad my dog bit someone? No, but I'm glad he was watching out for us.
Recently with all of the persecution by the supporters of same sex marriage, I keep thinking about this experience with my dog. As I see these pretended supporters of "tolerance", and pretended haters of "bigotry" launch attacks on simple law abiding citizens who voted their conscience in this last election, I can't help but say to myself, "Wow, I'm glad I voted against same sex marriage." My original gut instincts were right. So I pat myself on the back and say, "Good vote."