If I Didn't Have A Dog...Or Cat......
I could walk barefoot around the yard in safety.

My house could be carpeted instead of tiled and
laminated.
All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture, and cars would
be hair-free.

When the doorbell rings, my home wouldn't sound
like a kennel.

When the doorbell rings, I could get to the door without
wading through all the fuzzy bodies who beat me there.
I could sit on the couch and my bed any way I wanted,
without having to take into consideration how much
space several fur bodies need to get comfortable.

I would have enough money, and no guilt, to go on
a real vacation.
I would not be on a first-name basis with 6 veterinarians,
as I put their yet unborn grandkids through college.

The most used words in my vocabulary would not be:
"out," "sit," "down", "come," "no," "stay,"
and "leave it ALONE.
My house would not be cordoned off into zones with baby gates and makeshift barriers.

I would not talk 'baby talk'. 'Eat your din din'. 'Yummy
yummy for the tummy'..
My house would not look like a day care center, with toys everywhere.

My pockets would not contain things like poop bags, treats
and an extra leash.

I would no longer have to spell the words B-A-L-L,
W-A-L-K, T-R-E-A-T, O-U-T, G-O, R-I-D-E, S-U-P-P-E-R,
And C-O-O-K-I-E.
I could walk barefoot around the yard in safety.
My house could be carpeted instead of tiled and
laminated.
All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture, and cars would
be hair-free.
When the doorbell rings, my home wouldn't sound
like a kennel.
When the doorbell rings, I could get to the door without
wading through all the fuzzy bodies who beat me there.
I could sit on the couch and my bed any way I wanted,
without having to take into consideration how much
space several fur bodies need to get comfortable.
I would have enough money, and no guilt, to go on
a real vacation.
I would not be on a first-name basis with 6 veterinarians,
as I put their yet unborn grandkids through college.
The most used words in my vocabulary would not be:
"out," "sit," "down", "come," "no," "stay,"
and "leave it ALONE.
My house would not be cordoned off into zones with baby gates and makeshift barriers.
I would not talk 'baby talk'. 'Eat your din din'. 'Yummy
yummy for the tummy'..
My house would not look like a day care center, with toys everywhere.
My pockets would not contain things like poop bags, treats
and an extra leash.
I would no longer have to spell the words B-A-L-L,
W-A-L-K, T-R-E-A-T, O-U-T, G-O, R-I-D-E, S-U-P-P-E-R,
And C-O-O-K-I-E.
I would not have as many leaves INSIDE my house as
outside.

I would not look strangely at people who think having
ONE dog/cat ties them down too much.

I'd look forward to spring and the rainy season instead
of dreading them as 'mud' season.
outside.
I would not look strangely at people who think having
ONE dog/cat ties them down too much.
I'd look forward to spring and the rainy season instead
of dreading them as 'mud' season.
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