You know those somewhat pretentious individuals who buy overly priced rhinestone collars and holiday sweaters for their pooches? Sip their coffee from "I LOVE MY DOG" mugs? Well, I always thought those poeple were a little out there. But sometimes I wonder, if Sperry was smaller and husband did not have a say in Sperry's wardrobe, or lack thereof, would I be one of them? I'm glad husband unknowingly keeps me in check and I'm glad my dog is a little too large for fake burberry plaid jackets, but I get those people and sometimes I wonder, could I secretly be one of them?
Everyone knows a cat lady, but do you think a dog lady exists? Is there such a thing as a person with too many dogs? Because if so, I think i'm headed down the dog lady path. We have 8 dogs living with us right now. No, that was not a typo. We do in fact have 8. Husband's family dog just had 5 puppies last week. They are about the sweetest things in this world (aside from husband and Sperry). They make the cutest little noises and coos, and I can't help but scrunch my face and squint my eyes when I'm around them (or write about them- I just scrunched and squinted.) My voice gets all high and I start with the baby talk. Why? No idea people, it just comes out.