People vs Animal Lovers

I'm a people lover. (don't hate)

Some of you know this (aly). I mean I like animals...just don't love them. No hating....I just have a deeper connection to my kids and family and friends than to animals.

I think bunnies, puppies, kittens, birds, bears...(fill in the blank) are all sweet and cuddly. I like to think of them as Grandchildren. Something you can spoil and love on, but then give back to it's owner. I just don't need the mess...

We have a dog ...yes and guess what? I wanted him....no one asked ...not the kids...not hubs...ME.

I just thought a family needed a pet. I guess I forgot I wasn't a dog person.

Hubs and I went to Canton back in July 07. There was Moses...the last sheltie left and I wanted him. We left w/o him and that night I couldn't sleep...I told hubs we had to go back (mind you it's a 2 hr drive) and get that dog. I wanted him. Moses was 10 weeks old at the time and tiny and precious and needed a Mommy....(me) I begged and pleaded and swore I'd be the main person responsible......and I was for the first year. Then I realized dogs are messy. Well any animal for that reason. I mean I don't have the time and energy to follow him around and wipe the surface of everything he lays on or touches or licks. He drools and that grosses me out....I mean dogs don't wipe themselves after the bathroom and .....(list could go on).

Moses is scared of everything....rain, thunder, snow, anything wet, lightening, people, wind blowing trash. He lives to chase birds, but you see he has a sort of asthma called "reverse coughing" it's so sad really....he can only chase something for so long and then he starts gagging. We can't take him on walks b/c people stare...

Yes, the dog loves everyone in the house, but me. (I assume) I'm not bothered by it at all....

Yes, I pet him (occasionally) and say "hey moses I love you" ...but again....I'm not a dog person.

No haters please ...to each his own....I'm just more into People than animals.

When we got Moses he became a downstairs dog only. I didn't want his fur which is EVERYWHERE ALL THE TIME 24/7...I CAN'T MOVE W/O SEEING IT on the carpet. So when he was a baby I put a baby gate at the stairs and he was trained NOT to go up. I think he's been a few times...but knows to sit at the bottom. I removed the gate when he was about 4m old and viola!

I trained him the same way to go out to potty. I put a bird bell on the back door. Every time we went out...I'd say "go outside" and make his paw ring the bell. I did this every single time for months. Then one day he started to ring it when he wanted to go out. I ended up taking it down, b/c the little crazy pup would ring it and run off. Ha Ha.

After Lily was born he got out the gate one day and I did have a panic feeling. (So I do love him) I found him, but was a mess the whole time searching for him. Guilt I'm sure

Lily was born and didn't bother him until this past year. She tries to play with him whether he likes it or not. He's so patient and gentle with her. She puts blankets and bunny ears on him and makes him dance....or carry her babies.....

Hubs and I make jokes that he's probably waiting for a chance to run away again to escape Wild Lily....

He really is a good dog...I wouldn't trade him or give him away....I like having him around...but

I'M JUST NOT A DOG PERSON.

A couple of nights ago we had a thunderstorm right about the time hubs and I were going to bed. We locked up and headed upstairs....We're in our bathroom washing our faces...brushing our teeth and hubs is sitting on toilet....(yes, TMI...but needed for the story)

All of the sudden Moses pushes his way into the bathroom....like "hello family....can I come in"

Of course I freak out...and being the horrible wife I am I assumed hubs brought him upstairs with him.

I look at hubs and say raise my voice "Why on earth did you bring him up here"

hubs (starts laughing) "oh yes honey...while sitting on the toilet I telepathically sent a message to Moses to come up here to annoy you"

me (stares at him processing what he said...then giggles)

hubs (shakes his head with the 'there my wife goes again' look on his face)

So I herded MoMo down back down the stairs....

I'm guessing the storm freaked him out. Hubs pointed out that I needed to comfort the dog and let him know it was ok. I did...I pet his head and led him to a quiet corner to sleep...

To make fun of me hubs will pretend to send silent messages to the dog to taunt me.....

(deep sigh) I'm living with a comic.