Wednesday, May 24, 2006

I know that I’m going to get crap for saying this but someone has to say it, so I’m going to say it. What the hell is up with owners loving their pets like they were real people? I mean we had a co-worker today not show up for work because her cat died! What? I mean I use to have a dog and I loved it to death but I also had to take care of it constantly because it couldn’t cook its own food, or clean itself, or pick up after its self, it was a full time job, I was only 10..its against the law for 10yr olds to have full-time jobs. Anyways today on the way to work, Dave and I were sitting at the light when this older man pulls up to the side of the Element. I noticed he had a cute little dog sitting in the front with him; it was a border collie or something like it. I stated and I quote
“Ah, how cute, the old man has his dog sitting up front with him”.
Yes a very gay statement at the time to which quickly transcend into, WTF, his wife is sitting in the back seat. Apparently the driver made his wife sit in the back seat as the cute dog rode shot gun! HAHAHAHA... For some reason animals sometimes replace relationship with other human beings. I think it’s because they never talk back and never judge you. You can tell your pet anything and chances are that you’ll get licked in the face. I don’t know if that’s a good or bad thin? I suppose it depends on what kind of pet you have. I’m not saying that its crazy to love your pet, but how much can you really love a pet that never challenges you, doesn’t make you think, or doesn’t give you a different outlook. It’s a one way relationship, unless you have Brian the Dog as your pet, if so, I’ll be over after work, to help you write that novel he’s been working on. You know that novel about friends become enemies-enemies become friends. *I started writing this before I found this article on my Google homepage*
Extreme cases of pets being loved too much, don't worry its not gross!
Whew, see what happens when you love your pets too much. They die. Ok, well this will probably be the last post for a couple of days; I’ll be posting pictures and audio blogging from the road. I’m looking forward to my single serving friends. Perhaps Billy or Jane will make for interesting conversation on the way to the Great White North!


Erin said...

we are no longer friends... no pet, no opinion.

Michele said...

I agree with you, Les. I hate pets! I mean, what's the point?

rolls royce said...

Pets are great, but making your wife sit in the back so your pet can sit shotgun. What the hell is that all about?