Dogs Rule

Anyone that knows me KNOWS i love my dogs.
Often referred to as "the babies", "retards" (i know. not PC.)"pain in the ass" or "bubs" or my favorite "The Bubaloos".

I love my dogs. Every day I am reminded of life's perspective. I get caught up in the daily grind and bullshit of work, wedding planning, the jack off driver in front of me. And then I come home to my little bubaloos. All they do is eat, shit, sleep and play. And be obnoxious. But I love them with all my heart. I talk to them, laugh at them, play with them. Hell I even sing to them and make up songs about them.

I've had Suki since she was a teeny little barky puppy. Was so little they weighed her in what looked like a fruit basket scale when I took her to to the vet the first time. She was so little and spunky. Still spunky not as little. She has huge ears and long gangly legs. Like Bambi... So cute I could just eat her up!!!

Sirius defnitely rides the short bus.. but is so sweet. I swear every day is Groundhog's day though. We did foster care for him and once we had him for awhile.. well. I couldn't imagine giving him away. I joke about it.. but really.. I'm attached to the little wing nut. He barks at nothing and goes ape shit over the cats on the other side of the fence.

anyhoo.. the reason why I posted this is because I came home from dinner with Heather and Shannon.. and when I opened the door, they were so excited to see me! Really.. every time I come home they act like they haven't seen me and I am greeted with wags and kisses..

So everyone give their Bubs hugs and kisses and remind yourself why you have that little obnoxious, retarded bundle of fur. They don't care about the small stuff- they just want a master that loves them and tells them where they are in the pack.

Easy.....