If I Didn't Have Animals . . . .
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>>>>> 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.
When the doorbell rings, I could get to the door without wading
through > fuzzy bodies who bea t me there.

I could sit on the couch and my bed the way I wanted, without
taking

into consideration how much space several fur bodies would need
to get comfortable.

I would not have strange presents under my Christmas tree -- dog
bones, stuffed animals, toys, treats nor would I have to explain to
people why I wrap them.

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 grandkids thru 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.

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, or T-R-E-A-T.

I would not have as many leaves INSIDE my house as outside
.
I would not look strangely at people who think having ONE dog/catties them down too much.

I'd look forward to spring and the melting of snow instead of
dreading mud season.

I would not have to answer the question "Why do you have so many
dogs/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.

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Life! is a coin. You can spend it anyway you wish, but you can only spend it once.

Thank you for sharing that. We are still adjusting to having our first pet in a lot of years and it is challenging for us to adjust but worth it (we hope!).

Thanks for posting! I can relate to every line.

>>> I'd look forward to spring and the melting of snow instead of
dreading mud season.<<<


Oh m'gosh, yes! The kids and I were just talking about this yesterday ....... how much we are dreading the *mud season* with our St. Bernard mix and our Sibe/Malamute/Wolf mix.

And the hair - oy ve!!!! We have 2 large dogs and 2 cats and hair along the perimeters of rooms, on the eggs in the fridge, and everywhere else in this house are just a plain ole fact of life. I need to de-hair the carpeted stairs daily, but never do. We have learned that a cheap rubber glove is the best de-hairing tool for everything from hardwood floors, carpeting, to furniture. Trust moi, we've tried every de-hairing thing on the market ;-)
If I did not have pets I would not have the best friend I ever had, a neurotic and very loving little cat who never fails to elevate my mood, no matter how dark, with her unconditional adoration for me.
I would have to pay big bucks for a security system that would never be as good as the dogs barking. And I would have *at least* 50% less laughs in my life that our pets give us.
As well, my special needs kids would never have made the remarkable progress they have made w/out the aid of our dogs and cats and hermit crabs and anoles.
They are a major pita in my daily life with upkeep and the cost to keep them all healthy ($45 for a bag of food for a highly allergic giant breed dog, vet costs for a cat w/AIDS to keep that wretch healthy, etc.) , but that is far outweighed by the benefits they have brought to our fam.
MZ

Thank you for sharing with us.

Another word we have to spell is P-E-T-S-M-A-R-T, R-I-D-E, and G-R-A-N-D-M-A & G-R-A-N-D-P-A!

It's so funny, but our dog, Shorty, knows that Grandma & Grandpa are DH's parents and when I say that My Mommy (FYI - I don't normally refer to her as my mommy, just when I'm talking to the dog) is coming over, that I'm talking about my mom. He gets so excited and will go sit by the door and anxiously wait for however long it takes for them to get there.

Last night our 7 1/2 month old DD was on her back on the floor and Shorty was laying right there with his tennis ball. DD, who still had never rolled over by herself (even though she sits up and plays just fine and will pull herself into a standing position holding my thumbs) saw Shorty and his ball and had to get closer. She rolled right over from her back to her tummy and was reaching for the ball and Shorty. It's just funny because I had tried everything - scattering all different kinds of toys just out of her reach, coaching her and several other things to try to get her to roll over and all it finally took was our dog and his yellow tennis ball. He is really stubborn and a pain in the butt sometimes, but we love him and wouldn't trade him for anything.

Well...this one is definitely not true. I don't have any animals, and I still step in dog poo when I walk in my own yard.

How true, how true. I love my fur babies, Annie Pearl the Shih Tzu and Baxter the Basset - and they truly give unconditional love. And Baxter can make me laugh just by looking at him - he looks just like a cartoon to me!

Thanks OP!

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So cute...YEP can't say GRANDMA or TREAT around my little doggy or she will go NUTS!!

ALso I wish I could get the dog to put away her toys...she has a basket they are all in there, she starts tossing them all out but wont put them back!! the kitchen and living room floor is always covered with HER toys...not the kids....Always putting them away.

Also I just wish I could have one hair scrunchie that lasts longer than a week....I know I know, its partially my fault...but boy does she hunt these out, gets them and hides them on me(occasionally chewing on it)

Well the other thing my dog does is race me to the phone. He hears it ring and I think that he thinks he can answer it. I only have one phone in the house and 4 rings to get to it. Well my silly dog runs to get it and if I am upstairs he of course is up their too and I have to run down the stairs to answer. Today I was running downstairs and just about tripped over him. Drives me crazy I don't know what he thinks he is doing.

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I'd rather be hated for who I am, than loved for who I am not.

Life! is a coin. You can spend it anyway you wish, but you can only spend it once.

He thinks its a game You hear that ringing noise...you run! Sounds like a fun game to me