i too am a neurotic pet owner. before i never understood how some people can treat their pets like they're so human... and spend so much money, time, effort, and affection on them... now i feel asmiliated into that fold...
- i spend gobs of money on toys, clothes, food, treats, healthcare for my puppy
- i spends hours upon days upon weeks researching, evaluating, and sampling the best food for my bunjee's health, while i chowing down on instant noodles.
- my puppy eats the best i can afford while i had mcdonalds dollar menu last night for dinner
- i find myself saying the words..."i can't go on vacation at the spur of the moment, i need to arrange for a furbaby sitter before i run off some place".
- i find myself saying the words..."sorry, no happy hour, i have to go home, my puppy misses me."
- i pack a furbaby equivilent of a diaper bag whenever we go visit a friend/family's home.
- i buy the economy size pack of baby wipes at target and bunjee gets wiped after pee and poo.
- my parents are now referred to as "grandma" and "grandpa" while my husband is now "daddy".
- my computer and digital camera has pictures of bunjee-galore
- i stop on the street to greet strangers, not because i'm outgoing, but because bunjee wants to sniff the stranger's dog's butt.
- i know more about doggie vaccinations than i do about human vaccinations... apparently i'm overdue for a few booster shots, several years overdue. but bunjee on the otherhand, is totally up to date except for rabies.
- bunjee has his own drawer in the dresser. i made my husband give up one of his drawers in favor of bunjee.
oh i can go on...
but as bart simpson would say, "i'm a neurotic pet owner, and proud of it!"