Life...with Dogs

A friend of mine, whom I'll call LT for short, has a blog about her life and commonly mentions her chocolate lab, Dixon. Now, as a lover for dogs, but with a soft spot on my heart for Lab's (first dog ever...still have her), I started reading her blog, mainly for laughs and entertainment, but also for what she would mention about her lab's crazy activities. Check out her blog here: Life with a Lab.

I always wanted a dog growing up. Practically, it was the only thing I wanted. I had a puppy when I was little named Zipper, but he was too much for our family with two kids under the age of 10 and two parents having never had a dog before. We ended up giving Zipper back to the Humane Society, where he ended up getting adopted by a family who owned a huge farm.

As I got older, I continuously asked for a dog for every major holiday. I kept being told no, and then was told that once we bought a house we could get a dog. So that glorious day in June of 2000, where my sister, mother, and I drove to the Atlanta Humane Society and picked out Misty. What a perfect day in the life of a 12 year old.

I threw myself into taking care of Misty. Now, as an almost 12 year old yellow lab, she still has a special place in my heart, despite my own two babies. When I go home to my parents house, the first thing I do is have a good romping with Misty and her squeaky newspaper. My dogs get a little jealous. I adopted Annie from the Southern Humane Society in Roswell, GA in 2007 and Bridget in 2008 from the Atlanta Humane Society. I spoil these dogs rotten, buying them the best food and toys that are possible. Bridget has a $17 toy (did I mention that she's small and eats toy to death?) that she can't live without and had to order off of Amazon because I could no longer find it in any store. Problem? Not hardly. Annie has eaten her way through five stuffed hedgehogs and only likes laying on the best blankets possible. She won't lay on fleece. Why? Go figure.

Yes, I dressed up my dogs for Halloween. Yes, I have a coat for Bridget (Annie had one, but refused to go outside). Yes, I bought them snuggies to keep warm (shut up). But my dogs are my babies. I fully believe that dogs are the gateway to a person's heart. They make me get up in the morning to take them out, when all I really want is to stay in bed. When I'm upset, they lay with me or bring me a bone. Even when they pee on the floor, I know it's not on purpose (although sometimes with Bridget it is).

Life without a dog is not worth it. Try it and see.