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 would sound like a kennel. When the doorbell rings, I could get to the door without wading through fuzzy bodies who beat me there. I could sit on the couch and my bed the way I wanted, without considering how much space several fur bodies would need to get comfortable. I would have money….and no guilt to go on real vacation. I would not be on a first name basis with six veterinarians, as I put their yet unborn grand kids through college.


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