Momma Mim blogging today.
Let me start by saying I understand. Shasta and Sherlock are without something because of me. But I say what they are missing is a want – not a need. I feel they can live full healthy lives without owning a cat.
(See http://atomic-temporary-72928727.wpcomstaging.com/2015/02/11/it-wasnt-my-fault-it-was-going-to-be-a-tabby-coon/ for their side of the story.)
My beloved dogs are so determined to get a pet of their own they are now threatening to call PETA or the Humane Society on me. So now I am worried that animal activists are going to bonk me on the head to liberate my 2 spoos. Therefor, I am appealing to you all: please let me keep my dogs – I do my best to make up for them not having a cat of their own.
I buy them every toy they put their nose on when we go shopping. This picture shows just the “downstairs toys.”
They also have the “upstairs toys,” their “roof deck toys,” and their “garage/dog park toys.”
And then there is their diet. I buy them dog food that has more thought put into it than what I eat. And speaking of what I eat, I share that too.
And they have plenty of uncooked bones to chew (this was after I cleaned out both of their hiding spots.)
And I make sure they have lots of other kinds of chews.
They get to choose what channels we watch on TV.
And they have their own laptop to use to post their selfies.
They get lots of exercise at dog parks and places I let them “break the law.”
And as for a comfy place to sleep, I think this says it all – that is MY king size bed.
And they have their own spots on the furniture that they begrudgingly share.
So what do you think? Do you think they have a case? I love them with all my heart. And my head. So please animal lovers, look into my eyes and see – them not having a cat is not near as bad as us not having each other.