I could walk barefoot around the yard in safety.
My house would be carpeted instead of tiled and laminated.
All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture and cars would be hair-free.
When the doorbell rings, my home wouldn't sound like a kennel.
When the doorbell rings, I could get to the door without wading through all the fuzzy bodies who beat me there.
I could sit on the couch and my bed any way I wanted, without having to take into consideration how much space several fur bodies need to get comfortable.
I would have enough money, and no guilt, to go on a real vacation.
I would not be on a first-name basis with six veterinarians, as I put their yet unborn grand-kids through college.
The most used words in my vocabulary would not be: 'out', 'sit', 'down', 'come', 'no', 'stay', and 'leave it ALONE'.
My house would not be cordoned off into zones with baby gates and makeshift barriers.
I would not talk 'baby-talk'.
Like 'Eat your din-din.' & 'Yummy for the tummy.'
My house would not look like a day care center, with toys everywhere.
My pockets would not contain things like poop-bags, treats and an extra leash.
I would no longer have to spell B-A-L-L...W-A-L-K...T-R-E-A-T...O-U-T...G-O...R-I-D-E...S-U-P-P-E-R...V-E-T or C-O-O-K-I-E.
I would not have as many leaves inside my house as outside.
I would not look strangely at people who think having one dog/cat ties them down too much.
I'd look forward to spring and the rainy season instead of dreading them as 'mud' season.
I would not have to answer the question: 'Why do you have so many animals?' from people who will never know the joy of being loved unconditionally by the closest thing to an angel they will ever encounter.
How empty my life would be :!:
I never had to spell words, I had no secrets with Snoopy.
slatten49 wrote:
I could walk barefoot around the yard in safety.
My house would be carpeted instead of tiled and laminated.
All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture and cars would be hair-free.
When the doorbell rings, my home wouldn't sound like a kennel.
When the doorbell rings, I could get to the door without wading through all the fuzzy bodies who beat me there.
I could sit on the couch and my bed any way I wanted, without having to take into consideration how much space several fur bodies need to get comfortable.
I would have enough money, and no guilt, to go on a real vacation.
I would not be on a first-name basis with six veterinarians, as I put their yet unborn grand-kids through college.
The most used words in my vocabulary would not be: 'out', 'sit', 'down', 'come', 'no', 'stay', and 'leave it ALONE'.
My house would not be cordoned off into zones with baby gates and makeshift barriers.
I would not talk 'baby-talk'.
Like 'Eat your din-din.' & 'Yummy for the tummy.'
My house would not look like a day care center, with toys everywhere.
My pockets would not contain things like poop-bags, treats and an extra leash.
I would no longer have to spell B-A-L-L...W-A-L-K...T-R-E-A-T...O-U-T...G-O...R-I-D-E...S-U-P-P-E-R...V-E-T or C-O-O-K-I-E.
I would not have as many leaves inside my house as outside.
I would not look strangely at people who think having one dog/cat ties them down too much.
I'd look forward to spring and the rainy season instead of dreading them as 'mud' season.
I would not have to answer the question: 'Why do you have so many animals?' from people who will never know the joy of being loved unconditionally by the closest thing to an angel they will ever encounter.
How empty my life would be :!:
I could walk barefoot around the yard in safety. b... (
show quote)
Yup that brings back long forgotten memories and don't miss any of those wonderful things one bit.
slatten49 wrote:
I could walk barefoot around the yard in safety.
My house would be carpeted instead of tiled and laminated.
All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture and cars would be hair-free.
When the doorbell rings, my home wouldn't sound like a kennel.
When the doorbell rings, I could get to the door without wading through all the fuzzy bodies who beat me there.
I could sit on the couch and my bed any way I wanted, without having to take into consideration how much space several fur bodies need to get comfortable.
I would have enough money, and no guilt, to go on a real vacation.
I would not be on a first-name basis with six veterinarians, as I put their yet unborn grand-kids through college.
The most used words in my vocabulary would not be: 'out', 'sit', 'down', 'come', 'no', 'stay', and 'leave it ALONE'.
My house would not be cordoned off into zones with baby gates and makeshift barriers.
I would not talk 'baby-talk'.
Like 'Eat your din-din.' & 'Yummy for the tummy.'
My house would not look like a day care center, with toys everywhere.
My pockets would not contain things like poop-bags, treats and an extra leash.
I would no longer have to spell B-A-L-L...W-A-L-K...T-R-E-A-T...O-U-T...G-O...R-I-D-E...S-U-P-P-E-R...V-E-T or C-O-O-K-I-E.
I would not have as many leaves inside my house as outside.
I would not look strangely at people who think having one dog/cat ties them down too much.
I'd look forward to spring and the rainy season instead of dreading them as 'mud' season.
I would not have to answer the question: 'Why do you have so many animals?' from people who will never know the joy of being loved unconditionally by the closest thing to an angel they will ever encounter.
How empty my life would be :!:
I could walk barefoot around the yard in safety. b... (
show quote)
Pets, the bane of my existence and my reason for living.
Mine (Sport) has learned to spell, so wot I do now?
slatten49 wrote:
I could walk barefoot around the yard in safety.
My house would be carpeted instead of tiled and laminated.
All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture and cars would be hair-free.
When the doorbell rings, my home wouldn't sound like a kennel.
When the doorbell rings, I could get to the door without wading through all the fuzzy bodies who beat me there.
I could sit on the couch and my bed any way I wanted, without having to take into consideration how much space several fur bodies need to get comfortable.
I would have enough money, and no guilt, to go on a real vacation.
I would not be on a first-name basis with six veterinarians, as I put their yet unborn grand-kids through college.
The most used words in my vocabulary would not be: 'out', 'sit', 'down', 'come', 'no', 'stay', and 'leave it ALONE'.
My house would not be cordoned off into zones with baby gates and makeshift barriers.
I would not talk 'baby-talk'.
Like 'Eat your din-din.' & 'Yummy for the tummy.'
My house would not look like a day care center, with toys everywhere.
My pockets would not contain things like poop-bags, treats and an extra leash.
I would no longer have to spell B-A-L-L...W-A-L-K...T-R-E-A-T...O-U-T...G-O...R-I-D-E...S-U-P-P-E-R...V-E-T or C-O-O-K-I-E.
I would not have as many leaves inside my house as outside.
I would not look strangely at people who think having one dog/cat ties them down too much.
I'd look forward to spring and the rainy season instead of dreading them as 'mud' season.
I would not have to answer the question: 'Why do you have so many animals?' from people who will never know the joy of being loved unconditionally by the closest thing to an angel they will ever encounter.
How empty my life would be :!:
I could walk barefoot around the yard in safety. b... (
show quote)
My life turned upside-down and sideways the day my wife uttered the words "I think I'll start rescuing cats". But damned if I didn't start loving the little shits.
slatten49 wrote:
I could walk barefoot around the yard in safety.
My house would be carpeted instead of tiled and laminated.
All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture and cars would be hair-free.
When the doorbell rings, my home wouldn't sound like a kennel.
When the doorbell rings, I could get to the door without wading through all the fuzzy bodies who beat me there.
I could sit on the couch and my bed any way I wanted, without having to take into consideration how much space several fur bodies need to get comfortable.
I would have enough money, and no guilt, to go on a real vacation.
I would not be on a first-name basis with six veterinarians, as I put their yet unborn grand-kids through college.
The most used words in my vocabulary would not be: 'out', 'sit', 'down', 'come', 'no', 'stay', and 'leave it ALONE'.
My house would not be cordoned off into zones with baby gates and makeshift barriers.
I would not talk 'baby-talk'.
Like 'Eat your din-din.' & 'Yummy for the tummy.'
My house would not look like a day care center, with toys everywhere.
My pockets would not contain things like poop-bags, treats and an extra leash.
I would no longer have to spell B-A-L-L...W-A-L-K...T-R-E-A-T...O-U-T...G-O...R-I-D-E...S-U-P-P-E-R...V-E-T or C-O-O-K-I-E.
I would not have as many leaves inside my house as outside.
I would not look strangely at people who think having one dog/cat ties them down too much.
I'd look forward to spring and the rainy season instead of dreading them as 'mud' season.
I would not have to answer the question: 'Why do you have so many animals?' from people who will never know the joy of being loved unconditionally by the closest thing to an angel they will ever encounter.
How empty my life would be :!:
I could walk barefoot around the yard in safety. b... (
show quote)
Oh gosh, I'm in the same boat.
tactful
Loc: just North of the District of LMAO
DonaldR wrote:
Mine (Sport) has learned to spell, so wot I do now?
When my Bobby learned to spell we had to come up with math equations to scuttle? It didn't fair well.
slatten49 wrote:
I could walk barefoot around the yard in safety.
My house would be carpeted instead of tiled and laminated.
All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture and cars would be hair-free.
When the doorbell rings, my home wouldn't sound like a kennel.
When the doorbell rings, I could get to the door without wading through all the fuzzy bodies who beat me there.
I could sit on the couch and my bed any way I wanted, without having to take into consideration how much space several fur bodies need to get comfortable.
I would have enough money, and no guilt, to go on a real vacation.
I would not be on a first-name basis with six veterinarians, as I put their yet unborn grand-kids through college.
The most used words in my vocabulary would not be: 'out', 'sit', 'down', 'come', 'no', 'stay', and 'leave it ALONE'.
My house would not be cordoned off into zones with baby gates and makeshift barriers.
I would not talk 'baby-talk'.
Like 'Eat your din-din.' & 'Yummy for the tummy.'
My house would not look like a day care center, with toys everywhere.
My pockets would not contain things like poop-bags, treats and an extra leash.
I would no longer have to spell B-A-L-L...W-A-L-K...T-R-E-A-T...O-U-T...G-O...R-I-D-E...S-U-P-P-E-R...V-E-T or C-O-O-K-I-E.
I would not have as many leaves inside my house as outside.
I would not look strangely at people who think having one dog/cat ties them down too much.
I'd look forward to spring and the rainy season instead of dreading them as 'mud' season.
I would not have to answer the question: 'Why do you have so many animals?' from people who will never know the joy of being loved unconditionally by the closest thing to an angel they will ever encounter.
How empty my life would be :!:
I could walk barefoot around the yard in safety. b... (
show quote)
very nice post Slat
I agree with your last lines completely
badbobby wrote:
very nice post Slat
I agree with your last lines completely
You agree with me on something
You do realize this is being recorded for posterity.
You're starting to come around, ol' feller.
slatten49 wrote:
You agree with me on something
You do realize this is being recorded for posterity.
You're starting to come around, ol' feller.
it was prolly cause you didn't write em
slatten49 wrote:
Prove it.
I can't
but I'll know in my heart
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