Vick: I Miss Dogs! Dogs: Go Fuck Yourself!

I was flipping through the September issue of GQ, (mainly because I would like to dry-hump Mark Sanchez's face) when I came across this photo of Michael Vick.

"I miss dogs, man," he says. "I always had a family dog growing up.
I want a dog for the sake of my kids."

The article is basically a four-page jizzfest, where Vick laments, in shirtless, tattooed glory, that he is in fact, a changed man.

As a football fan, I could care less about Vick, but as an animal-lover, I can't help but be slightly appalled that he's being celebrated again. I understand that he served his time, but I can't fully believe that this man who was taking part in dog-fighting (for what? the fun of it? he didn't need money) has been rehabilitated because he spent some time in prison and did some work with The Humane Society. 

But then again, I'm a judgmental, paranoid person, who believes that people change not because of force but because of choice. 

So what do you think? Has Michael Vick changed? Should he be able to be a dog owner? Or should my puppy, Zeusface Killah, be allowed to give him a poor-man's vasectomy.