12 August, 2010

Bad Parts of Pet Owning

I love my dog, he's my baby, my bestfriend.  But there are times, those times when I just can't handle it, when I think, why did I ever want a dog?

Those times when he gets a little too much human food and starts barfing everywhere or gets the toots.  The nasty, smelly dog poots.

Those times after I'm done cleaning up his accidents, when I madly scrub off my hands up to my elbows in the hottest water I can take (and then some) even after I wore rubber gloves.

Those are the times when I think, how will I ever handle children?

Always Three Words,
Nadia Echo

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