I can't stop thinking about these robot pets.
What it is that's disturbed by their artificial affection is the affection that real pets show their owners. Can a cat or dog really love the human it depends on for everything? Aren't these animals we pet and play with really just robots, as Descartes once thought? Movement with no meaning, or movement with limited meaning—food, food, and more food. How can a dog honestly love a human? A human can love a cat, but how is it possible for this to happen the other way around? The love of the pet is really a love directed at a kind of mirror. To love your dog is really only to love yourself.
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