[Salamander]

My mom won’t come to visit because my house is dog-centric.

There’s no “good sofas”, just This End Up twin beds so they have room to stretch.

No floors you can “eat off of”.

You sit down, you *will* take home souvenir dog hairs.

She gripes because I’m always in t shirts, sneaks and jeans.

$100+ month that could go to ‘nicer clothes’ goes to good dog food.

The yard doesn’t look like a golf course.

There’s ruts where they run.

Can’t have a conversation because they all go off [like they’re supposed to] when the neighbor goes up the lane.

We don’t go out for long trips or vacations because the dogs need taken care of and I don’t trust *anybody* with them.

They’re my life, just like I’m theirs.

She thinks this is “horrible”.

I think it’s heaven.

But both Dobes have connived their way up here with me now and 180 pounds of hot bodies are slowly shoving me off onto the floor. ;D

[OTOH, if she knew about the Boas]....LOL

[Tijeras_Slim]

Merry Christmas Salamander... Your Mom don’t know what she’s missing. Mine would probably adopt you ‘cause she doesn’t have a daughter appreciates odd folks.

Unfortunately she’s a bit wary of snakes. ;)

[CatherineofAragon]

You don't look back on your life and smile because your yard was rutless and smooth, or you kept pet hair off your furniture. Those aren't the things that matter.

"Can’t have a conversation because they all go off [like they’re supposed to] when the neighbor goes up the lane."

Well, they do quiet down eventually, so what's the problem? My sister-in-law used to have a big German Shepherd...he was trained for protection. It's a German word; I can't think of it at the moment but I know you know it. When the dog visited with her, he would react the same way to strangers. But he was being a good boy by doing so. I loved that dog.....it's been four years, and I miss him still.

"[OTOH, if she knew about the Boas]....LOL"

LOL!