The Family Dogs

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2018-02-12_21-47-51The Blonde and I took a week long vacation recently, which required us to take Duder and Daisy to a boarding place.  (I could not get any of my family to take them.  Why no one would want take these two adorable pups is beyond me)  We returned home very late one night and I went to pick up the pups the next morning. During the flight home I was thinking about them.  That night I was thinking about them.  I was getting excited to have them back with us.  I arrived at the boarding place when they opened the next morning.  As expected, they were just as excited to see me as well.  Fun moment.

Got me thinking….

I am nuts???  These are just dogs.  Why I am getting excited like this?

Which then got me thinking…

2018-02-12_21-50-03What is it about our love of dogs?  Dogs are a pain in the butt!!!  Who loves to clean up poop??!!  My backyard is a disaster.  Pee spots.  Most plants have been eaten and dug up.  Planters of flowers have had all the dirt thrown out.  The things they have eaten and destroyed.  The time we spend on them.  The money we spend on them.  Trimming nails.  Painful baths.  Vets.  Counter surfing.  The whining and begging.  Can’t use the bathroom alone anymore.  etc..

So what is it that makes us love them and make them a part of our families?  I honestly do not know if there a single answer to this question.  What I do know is that they will always have unlimited and unconditional love for the blonde and I.  They will always look out for us.  They will always be happy to see us.   These are good attributes for any of us to have.  If we all acted this way, I think we would all find greater happiness and peace in our lives.

So, live your life like a dog, just don’t poop in the backyard.

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