Confessions of a Dog Lady - My Old Cat is Eating Junkfood

I guess today is really confessions of a cat lady, keeping with 3 days in a row about our Nin!

I have had a cat for 20 years in 2 weeks and dogs for 15 years or so. I have always prided myself on feeding them well to help keep them healthy. Heck, they probably eat better than I do most of the time!

There have been two exceptions to this:

1) When angel Loki our first dog was dying and not eating, we gave him whatever he wanted. The vet actually said to do this.

2) The last few months I have moved Nin, who will be 20 in less than a month, from a premium food to cheaper food. We moved him from the creme de la creme hard food (at like $60 a bag) to a moderate hard food with low protein as suggested by the vet (which is about $25 a bag). We can't tell how much he is eating because we think he is sharing with the mouse.

We finally used up all the canned food from the vet, that was also premium and like $4 a can (and that is just tiny cans). It took forever to use it up as Nin ate very little. The Man and I had a discussion and decided that we would try canned food from the grocery store.  No surprise, Nin LOVES it. He is probably eating more than he was of the expensive stuff. I realize that this isn't as good for him, but at this point he is happy and eating, so I am happy. Although I do feel a little bad about it. However, I remind myself that  at this point probably doesn't really make a difference.   I hope when I am a hundred I can eat cake at every meal if I want!

Confessions of a Dog Lady - I Could Easily Become a Dog Hoarder

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Now confession time: I could become a dog hoarder

When I read stories of people who have 25 dogs in an apartment or 47 cats, my first thought is "that is crazy." However, when I think about it, I realize I shouldn't judge, because that could be me.

I love my dogs so, so much. My whole life revolves around them. Every time I see a dog who doesn't have a loving home, I want to bring it home.

Several weeks ago I was minding my own business at the local tiny hardware store, when I heard someone say "puppy for sale". Next thing I knew I was holding an 8 week old retriever. She was so soft, and she was licking my face with her terrible puppy breath. It was great! When we were done it took all my willpower to put that puppy down and walk out of the store. I even named her.

That same weekend, I was in town and I stopped by PetSmart to get dog food. They had just put the last dog from the adoption event back in the truck to return to the shelter. If I had been earlier I would have been faced with having to walk by homeless rescued dogs. That would have been tough.

Almost every day I ask the Man for another dog. Every day he says no. Uf he didn't say no would have 3. Then likely 4 and then 5 . . . . . . .then I would be a dog hoarder.

There are things I do to try and help decrease my desire to overfill my house with dogs. I have unfollowed most dog rescues on Twitter, (although I feel guilty about that, but less guilty then the daily reminder that all those pups need homes. I avoid blog posts about dogs looking for homes. I do not allow myself to visit the rescue or SPCA type sights. Every time I do, I desperately find a pup I want to bring home.

I have thought about volunteering with a rescue organization but fear the temptation to help will be too great.

Does anyone else feel this way?

"Aren't we enough?"