Anyone who really knows me knows I hate dogs. Sure, I've pretended to like certain dogs in the past to impress some guy I liked who liked dogs, but the truth of the matter is, they stink, and when you pet them, you stink. I absolutly hate it when they touch me, lick me, or want me to pet them. If you are one of the people who thought I liked dogs, I'm sorry I lied, but if I convinced you I was doing a powerfully fine acting job.
BUT recently, I keep seeing these cute little dogs and I want one. There was a lady at the conference this week who had a pretty little white dog with her all the time. It made me want one so badly. I decided it is just my biological clock ticking double time. I'm finally getting that nuturing nesting thing.
Is this why everyone likes dogs? I have honestly, never understood why people would go through the trouble and work of having a dog. Am I finally figuring out the reward? Sunday, a friend said basically the same thing about dogs. He hated them, but now wanted one, must be the nuturing thing. Maybe it is contageous. Maybe Adelaide is rubbing off on everyone. Not that I haven't always wanted children, but to want them so badly I'd settle for a dog?!? For right now though, I'll stick to my fish, Hint-of-Lime.
