I have always been a pet person – growing up we always had a dog & The GrandSner had all the cats in the neighborhood on her front porch. Apparently Sweet Husband has always been a pet person too, although he will claim he’s more of a cat person than a doggie kinda guy. As these pictures for (Almost) Wordless Wednesday show, I’m not so sure about that.
Approximately 2.5 years ago, Bourbon came into our life. When the opportunity to have him came up, SH immediately said he wanted him. He didn’t care what was wrong with the dog or what issues he might have come with – he wanted him. So we have him.
It doesn’t seem to matter what the doggie does, SH loves him to pieces. Allows him to sit up on the couch like a real boy. Cleans up his disgusting drool. Puts up with the noxious gas. I don’t know how many times, SH has said, “I have never had a dog that is MINE. I LOVE this dog.” I think the feeling is mutual, don’t you?
Of course we can’t forget this sweet baby either. Cobbler was my dog – she came to my house in 2007. But she is unquestionably SH’s baby now. Wherever he is – she wants to be. Even up in the bed, right next to him. Traitor.
Are you a pet person? Which side of the divide do you fall on?
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