my campaign to reduce our family size was largely unsuccessful. when it came down to it, neither kevin nor i felt right about turning bea over to a new family. i would have laughed in your face 2 years ago if you had even suggested i'd consider the possibility, and here i was lobbying for her quick and immediate departure. oh how quickly things change.
its not that i don't love my dogs. its that they are dogs. i have currently 2 humans, soon to be 3, that rely on me for their basic needs (okay, okay maybe kevin can fend for himself most days) and there just isn't a whole lot of love left over for the four-legged family members.
now that it is clear they are both staying with us, i have petitioned for help in dealing with the hair cleanup, vet appointments, barking obsessions, penchant for eating anything left within 4 feet of the ground, lack of understanding of 'personal space' for anyone on ground level, and let's not forget the urinary incontinence.
wait, why are we keeping them again? ;)