Let me put it this way: I don't have kids. I don't want kids. Why would I when I can have family members who do exactly as I ask and are super cute while doing it, who never wear (and, therefore, outgrow) clothes, and who, for lack of a better description, only speak when, well, told. You guessed it, the only kids I have (and, frankly, ever want) are four-legged, furry, and answer to names like "pup", "dork", "silly", and, even, on rare occasion, "poophead".
At the moment, I share my home with one human and three dogs. My favorite of this equation? The dogs. Only two of these dogs actually belong to me, and, while I'm okay with not belonging to the third, I wish I could have a houseful of them. I am determined to do just that, becoming the epitome of a "crazy dog lady" - which, in case you weren't sure, I would not only be totally okay with, but, actually proud of.
The reason I decided to post about this now? I just finished doing a quick, fun, kind of dirty, training session with the dogs. As most will tell you, dogs learn better in short spurts of training, and, while they love the treat part, they can only follow directions for so long before they get bored. Anyway, after said training, I realized that I have various kinds of treats (and, as well, training treats) spread throughout the house. In my opinion, this means but one thing: my devotion to my dogs is obviously so strong that I feel the need to keep snacks for them closer than snacks for myself.
So, the moral of the story is this: for those of you who don't believe it when someone tells you that their dog is "their baby", you are obviously mistaken. Don't laugh at us, don't scoff or roll your eyes, or call us "weird" or "crazy" behind our backs. The point is, to us, for whatever reason, these canine companions share our lives, our hearts, and, I'm convinced, our souls. I believe that, just as people seem to find each other, dogs find their people for a reason, too. I know this because the two dogs I have are the two beings in this world that have changed my life. Neither of them are dogs that, before, I ever would have thought about having, but, for the life of me, I can't imagine my life without them. I am lost without them. I tear up at the mere thought of losing them. And I would do anything for them. So, for all intents and purposes, they are family, children, brothers, sisters, confidants, and best friends.
