It is easy to speak pleasing words and pleasant fables. For it seems to cost nothing to side with the popular crowd and hold back the words of truth that would instantly stir up an unwanted war. But if there is even the smallest particle of love or care for our fellow pup how can we remain silent no matter the storm when a friend or companion declares that they plan to eat a dozen pizzas, a three level sundae topped cake, 10 pounds of fries, their favorite selection of burgers, a million cookies, and a side tower of bones is bad for their health?
Sometimes for the sake of truth and life, one has to risk the waves and speak the unwanted words of truth. Because the cost of remaining silent is just to high.
Sometimes the truth hurts, but I guess its better than death by a burst stomach.