So I love watching the National Dog Show every year. I just watched it Saturday and a beautiful Pointer named Hollyberry won. I love all the different breeds from the tiny toy poodles to the giant Great Dane. My personal favorite is the Komondor. You could just have him hang out in the kitchen and you would always have a spotless floor. I love how they run and how they look and the many different types of fur they have. And I'm fascinated by their tails. Why are some straight and some curly? Dogs are just fun, especially puppies. I like dogs. I cry every time I watch Old Yeller or Where The Red Fern Grows. From a very young age I have always been around dogs. I love watching the mommy dogs with their new puppies and I think dogs are so cute with other animals and especially around kids, (see above video). I watched this about 9 or 10 times because I thought it was so cute. How can you not think that dog was cute? Does this mean we will be getting a Boxer any time soon? Everyone say it with me, "NEVER"!! I think dogs are great.......for other people. From the time we met I have known that Greg would love to have a dog. From the time we met Greg has known that I don't ever want a dog. Luckily, he has recently seen some major doggie disasters and I have been victorious in this battle and plan on being so FOREVER. But now we have children and this brings me to my point.
Now I have guilt. (said in Dinosaur from Toy Story voice.) I know that pets are great for kids. I had em' when I was a kid, so did Greg. They become part of the family and go on trips, ya get to pick out cool names for them. And I know it teaches kids responsibility and blah, blah, blah. But here's the thing, I remember getting annoyed at the dog as it walked across my face while I was trying to sleep on those trips. And I remember the dog barking at all hours of the day and night. And I don't remember ever feeding those pets. I'm sure my mom did it. Which brings me to my next point.
I'm Selfish. I don't want to be the one to get up with the dog to let it out. I don't want to take the dog out in the rain so it can get it's exercise. I don't want to clean up after a big dog or a little dog for that matter. (Oh who are we kidding? We all know Greg would be doing that. But still..) I would have to worry about kids stepping in something everytime they went outside. I would have to worry if the dog was starving. I would have to vacuum every surface many times a day because even the thought of dog hair in my couch makes me cringe. It also makes me feel like I have a hair in my throat. Ugh. I have 5 children and a husband people. I don't need good old Buster distracting me. Fred the fish is enough. So in the interest of my family and the time that a dog would require me to be away from them and their needs, I am getting off at this stop on the Guilt Trip Express. Now excuse me while I go clear my throat.
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