If I Didn't Have Dogs...
I could walk around the yard barefoot in safety.
All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture, and cars would be free of hair.
When the doorbell rings, it wouldn't sound like a kennel.
When the doorbell rings, I could get to the door without wading through fuzzy bodies who beat me there.
I could sit on the couch and my bed the way I wanted, without taking into consideration how much space several fur bodies would need to get comfortable.
I would have money ....and no guilt to go on a real vacation.
I would not be on a first-name basis with 6 veterinarians, as I put their yet unborn grand kids through college.
The most used words in my vocabulary would not be: out, sit, down, come, no, stay, and leave him/her/it ALONE.
My house would not be cordoned off into zones with baby gates or barriers.
My house would not look like a day care center, toys everywhere.
My pockets would not contain things like poop bags, treats and an extra leash.
I would no longer have to Spell the words B-A-L-L, F-R-I-S-B-E- E, W-A-L-K, T-R-E-A-T, B-I-K-E, G-O, R-I-D-E
I would not have as many leaves INSIDE my house as outside.
I would not look strangely at people who think having ONE dog/cat ties them down too much.
I'd look forward to spring and the rainy season instead of dreading "mud" season.
I would not have to answer the question "Why do you have so many animals?" from people who will never have the joy in their lives of knowing they are loved unconditionally by someone as close to an angel as they will ever get.
How EMPTY my life would be!
I`m A Bulldog!
I get very tired of the that I hear,
From people around at the shows.
They say I`m a mastiff, a Pug, or a Peke,
And it`s always from someone who `knows`!
Or else they are saying I`m terribly fierce,
With Jaws that are inclined to `LOCK`,
And have tobe levered apart with a wrench....
Which comes as a terrible shock!
I cannot remember when I`ve locked my jaws,
Except on a nice piece of meat,
And as for my savaging everyone near...
I`m too busy cleaning my feet!
I like having children to play with my ball,
Or trying to climb on Mums lap`,
I`ma cuddly dog in spite of my looks,
And there`s `nowt`to be done about that!
So please when you see me, don`t rush off and scream!
I`m not going for you, I`m SAT!
And don`t call me a Boxer or a Staffordshire Bull,
I`Ma little fat Bulldog,that`s THAT.
Brick the Bulldog