A lot of people are dog people. I never thought I was one of them. Not wanting to disappoint the dog lovers out there, I have always pretended to think dogs are great. But really, they made me wince. They kind of smell, they jump up on you, and they bark...sometimes a lot. These are all things you can't really say to the doting dog-owner. But, a few days ago, when I came back to Kansas City after spending a week in Maine, Joey (Dan's dog) was sooooooo excited to see me. And her unbridled enthusiasm awakened some enthusiasm in me. And now, for the first time ever, I can genuinely say, I want a dog. Maybe not right away (okay, definitely not right away), but someday. Yes. Someday. Plus, these guys are pretty cute:
Of course, now that Dan and I are dog-sitting for both Joey and Bernie (his sister and brother-in-law's dog), I am realizing just how much work dogs are. Still, someday. Now the question isn't "if," but "which kind?"