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Tuesday, September 9

Dogs

Dogs are great for the soul.  My husband and I frequently go to a pet store that has some puppies in these bins (for lack of a better word) that customers can pick up and play with.  I really enjoy these visitations and usually leave the pet store in a much better mood.  In fact, I usually request going to the pet store when I am upset about something because I know that it will cheer me up.  There's just something about a dog that lifts one's soul.  There is a depressing part though, and that's when you want to own one and for some reason you can't.  We never had a dog in my household growing up and I'm sure that I didn't know how much I was missing out.  Now that I know how much that is, it's heart-wrenching.  I know I sound dramatic, but I am SO excited about the day when Jake and I live in a place that allows dogs (and we have the money to afford one).  One day I'll come home to my beautiful golden lab and it will be just great.  Boo-ya.

2 comments:

Jake Rohde said...

Good post, babe, but you mistakenly typed "golden lab" when you meant to say "big huge gigantic mastiff who could swallow a pig in one gulp." I'll forgive the error.

Sharon said...

Oh my gosh, Jake - you are such a hoot! I guess what you meant by your comment is that you are planning to buy Elizabeth a "big huge gigantic house that won't be bothered at all by a mastiff - or a pig for that matter." That is what you meant, right?!? :)