Ugh.
When I had children, I promised myself– NO PETS. Pets are cute and cuddly… some of the time. The other time, they are expensive, annoying, sick, and high maintenance. Pets interfere with vacation time (what nutty person is going to want to babysit 3 dogs, 3 cats, and a bird???). Pets get sick and you have NO IDEA what to do except throw them in the super-expensive arms of vets, who (so it seems) care not for your child’s numerous tears but only to keep the assembly line of pet care chugging along. And worst of all, pets are just a PAIN. Especially when spring rolls around.
It’s spring. All the pets are going BANANAS. They sense the change in weather, and want to be outdoors. They beg, they bark, they pout, they scratch, they make trouble. As I type, my dogs are barking their heads off at every fresh air draft they smell…. and the cat is tormenting me by threatening to claw my bird unless I let her out. But these are INDOOR PETS. Which means they have indoor brains. The moment they step outside, the dunderheads will bolt for the busy street and meet their deaths (or the expensive vet). I just want to bolt the doors and close up the interior plantation shutters and stop the craziness!
WHY oh WHY did I ever get pets??? Was I nuts????


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Go ahead and shut down, then. Don’t let the screen door hit ya on the way out, sonny!
