I finally get to read some of my friends blogs. I went and saw Marley and Me tonight. I think we were the last of the last to see it. It seems that everyone is blogging about it. So I like dogs but love them, come on, they are just dogs right. They are not humans. She eats her own vomit. She licks her butt. She smells. She sheds hair every where. Yet when she doesn't look like she feels well we rush to take care of her. I say I would never spend hundred to thousands of dollars on a dog to keep it alive yet I know I would if faced with the decision. Well maybe not quiet thousands. You have to draw a line some where. And tonight in the middle of the movie I realized how this movie was going to end and I had the over whelming urge to go home and let Holly know I lov.... I mean appreciate her. She has never destroyed any thing of mine. Only her stuff. She listens so good. I rarely have to tell her anything twice. Sometimes she puts her front paws on the good carpet. I yell at her but inside I am laughing at her and think it's kinda cute that she is trying to be near us. But don't tell her, I don't want her to think this behavior is going to be tolerated. I think the worse part is some day we too will have to say good-bye to Holly. I know I don't want another dog. It is tough to travel sometimes. And I do long to have a hair free home. But I sure hope I get a few more year before we part. Alright I love her but we don't have to say it out loud. I have a reputation to live up to as a dog hater.
3 comments:
Awww c'mon Christy, you know you're not a dog hater. A true dog hater would never even own one to begin with. And I think you're pretty lucky with the dog you do have. Holly is about as good as they come. Any time you think different call me and we'll swap her and Dakota. ;)
You're too funny. Just give in and admit you love your dog :)
AH HA ha ha...I heard it, I'm telling everyone. Holly is pretty good, but I am still baffled by the few times that I have gone into your house when you were not there and Holly is just chilling on your new carpet...not caring a bit that I'm there without you. She definitally isn't a guard dog. Ginger was even better and I didn't realize it until I met other dogs.
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