If I Didn't Have a Dog...

Good Morning!
I received a great email from my Dad today and wanted to pass it along. It's called:
If I Didn't Have a Dog...
If I Didn't Have a Dog.
I could walk around the yard barefoot in safety.
My house could be carpeted instead of tiled and laminated.
All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture, and cars would be free of hair.
When the doorbell rings, it wouldn't sound like a kennel.
I would have money and no guilt to go on a real vacation.
I would not be on a first-name basis with 6 veterinarians, as I put
their yet unborn grand kids through college.
The most used words in my vocabulary would not be: out, sit, down,
come, no, stay, and leave him/her/it ALONE.
My house would not be cordoned off into zones with baby gates or
barriers.
I would not talk 'baby talk'. 'Eat your din din'. 'Yummy yummy for the
tummy'.
My house would not look like a day care center, toys everywhere.
My pockets would not contain things like poop bags, treats and an
extra leash.
I would no longer have to spell the words B-A-L-L, F-R-I-S-B-E- E,
W-A-L-K,T-R-E-A-T, B-I-K-E, G-O, R-I-D-E.
I would not have as many leaves (or pine needles) INSIDE my house as
outside.
I would not look strangely at people who think having ONE dog ties
them down too much.
I'd look forward to spring and the rainy season instead of dreading
'mud' season.
I would not have to answer the question 'Why do you have so many
animals?' from people who will never have the joy in their lives of
knowing they are loved unconditionally by someone as close to an angel
as they will ever get.
How EMPTY my life would be!!!
"Until one has loved an animal, part of their soul remains unawakened"

If anyone knows who wrote this originally,please let me know, so I can give them credit and sympathy.

This is all so very true. Around here we call people with only one dog amateurs. I can't imagine my life with only one dog, what would I do with all my free time and money? If I had one dog it might actually be well behaved, not that everyone here is a bad dog. I prefer to say that they are just really happy dogs that are actually allowed to be dogs, and not what I call "Lap Trophies" Yes my dogs roll and dig in the dirt, eat dead bugs, chase bunnies, bark, bark, and did I say bark? Everyone knows their name but it has taken years of special training by me, Princess Pooper Scooper, to teach them how to run full speed in the opposite direction when I call them. Let's see The Dog Whisperer do that in a 30 minute show!
So yes, my life has gone to the dogs especially the wet, muddy, shedding dogs this time of year. How about you?

Monday Morning Surprise!

Well my week started out as follows: 6am wake up call by Fruitloop who has made it her mission to make sure that no one ever gets to sleep in. She wakes up the boys Flip and Champ and new mom Snoopy. Since everyone is doing the potty dance I get up and release the hounds, now mind you once I'm up Fruitloop goes back to bed because she doesn't need to go potty yet. On the way out the door we nudge the bulldog to get her moving, wake up Sandy and grab the ancient Bichon Frise, Bridgette and carry her down the steps. Now in the 30 seconds it takes to get the first crew out the door the bulldog has apparently decided she just can't wait and makes a trip to the living room to have an accident, a very, very rare thing for her so I choose not to get angry and resign myself to getting out the carpet cleaner later.
After doing the initial cleanup, it's time to bring the crew back inside. The thundering herd arrives and goes back to their respective areas to await Princess Pooper Scooper's alter ego Magical Treat Dispenser. Finally the break I've been waiting for everyone is back asleep and I can shuffle off to the kitchen to get milk for my coffee. Why do I have wet socks? I didn't go outside and walk around in the grass, oh great apparently Fruitloop decided that she had to potty afterall and since the bulldog used the living room I guess she figured she could too. I swear she's smiling at me. It's as if she's saying "Now isn't this easier than having to let me out and back in?" My life has gone to the dogs once again...