| It's slowly dawning on me....
particularly after reading/answering several posts in the last few days.
I have a Doberman who fakes me out when having to pee in the rain, hogs the bed when I'm not looking, sleeps on the couch (on top of my children who are then squashed between said Doberman and said couch), has more toys than my children ever did, has me surfing the net for neat Doberman stuff, I'm now a DT junkie, she gets walked 3 times a day, I spend more time worry about what to feed her than my human kids, and I certainly spend more money on the dog than I do on my kids. I get excited when I find a neat dog toy, or get a great photo of her. I waste huge amounts of time scoping out new dog parks and trails. I spend endless hours watching her play with her stuffies (the BF and I wasted 3 hours the other day just watching the dog be a dog) and all I talk about now is my dog...
My name is Jennifer...and I'm an addict...does this get better? Or worse??? |