Imagine - a world without pets

Disclaimer: I truly love my pack and hope to have them for a decade or so more. However, I do have moments (like when Lee jumps up and pees on the guest bed in front of the man for no good reason and 10 minutes later, Phod is off after the deer for a few minutes or I wake up to a huge puddle of mystery pee), when I imagine a world without my pack.

Here are some good things I imagine that would happen if I didn't have a pack:
-we would have nice things, like complete walls. (although having them wreck things is a good excuse to get new things)
-we wouldn't have to rush home to let the dogs out.
-I wouldn't be stressed every time I left them worrying that something was going to be destroyed today (although I may be more worried about someone breaking in).
-We would have more money. I don't for one second begrudge any $ spent on care and treats, I do begrudge money spent on replacing things someone chewed up.
-I wouldn't have as many conversations about bodily functions (for example, a morning conversation may be, Phod is empty, but Lee hasn't pooped yet so can you take her out again before you go to work?)
-I wouldn't have to scoop cat litter, pick up poop, clean up vomit as often.
-I would get to sleep in an extra hour every morning before work.
-Imagine all the room in bed!
-I would not need to sweep and vacuum as often (which may make me lazy about cleaning)


Here are some things that would suck:
-I wouldn't walk as much. I know there is no reason why I couldn't walk without the dogs, but I wouldn't do my 2.5-3.5 km most mornings without them. This would likely lead to me being overweight.
-Research shows people with pets live longer and are more relaxed (perhaps they weren't my pets).
-Life would be very quiet and maybe a little boring.
-I wouldn't have the excuse "Oh I need to go let the dogs out" to avoid social situations I don't like.
-I wouldn't have connected with all the great people through dog blogging (I doubt I would have found them without being a blogger myself).
-The house would feel empty.
-The joy would be gone from our house.
-I wouldn't have pet hair as the perfect accessory to every outfit.

At the end of the day, the pros to having my pack members (mainly the dogs, the cats at aged 17 are pretty chill), outweigh the cons and I know that without them I would be lost.

I guess life could be worse, I could have kids:)

Happy Friday!

The boring life

Go New York!

I must admit, Lee has settled into being such a wonderful dog that she doesn't always have adventures. I am sure this is a sign that we need another dog . . . and an email came into my box from someone looking for a home for their dog. My husband who thinks the pack is perfect (clearly he is wrong on this) said this dog had shifty eyes . . . it didn't. He just is being a pain in my butt about this other dog. I got my revenge by writing NY on my face before the Sens game tonight (FYI I am not a hockey fan, I am only a fan of the season being over. For the season to be over, the Sens need to lose, so I am the fan of whomever is playing the Sens).

This is now the debate in our house. It is not a debate it is more a conversation that goes something like:
Me: "How about this dog?" showing a dog from a local rescue that may be appropriate and explaining all the reasons why this dog would be perfect.
Him: "No." Then he makes up something about it being ugly.
Repeat until I have shown him about 15 dogs. This repeats about every 3 days.

You see since about the day after Gemi died, I have been looking at other dogs. Of course in those first few months another dog was NOT going to happen. I couldn't have handled that. But I still fell in love with one or two dogs from local rescued and checked in with them every couple days to see if they had homes yet. I was always very happy when they found the perfect home.

Now, here we are approaching month 9 (I can't believe that) and even though I am a little busy with work, I think it would be a great time for a new pack member (Lee could have company while I am working). However, someone is digging his heels in on this. It took me 5 years of bugging to get dog one, and about 1 for dog 2 and only a month for dog 3. I am not sure how long this one will take, but looking at my family history and current health situation, I think I have at least 45 more years, so either I will get my way cause he caves or he dies  . . . so it is a win win for me:) (Can you feel the love!)

Until the time when our pack may expand (fingers and toes crossed), I will keep following the local rescues and falling in love and maybe, just maybe the perfect one will come along!