Well, I can play devil's advocate here. Dont get me wrong, I love my dog, but he is a dog. I leave him in his crate for up to four hours, yes I do make sure it is no more than that. But there have been occasions when I culdn't get back in time and it was out of my control. I did not have any kind of guilt trip and luckily there was no mess or trauma to deal with.
I wipe his butt, make sure he is eating, and drinking right, once a month give him his meds, he gets groomed daily and I brush his teeth at least twice a week. He goes for walks and is considered a PART of the family, my life, however, does not revolve around him
I can't say I put my dog ahead of me or anyone in my family, that would be a bit insane. I love yorkies, I love my Louis but I refuse to let him, his size, his adorable face and mannerisms to rule, govern or reign my life. It just isn't right. I hope that doesnt offend anyone. |