missing
I am going to miss a bunch of things about living here not the least of which will be the two depicted dogs. To be completely honest I didn't want either of these girls to enter the house. In point of fact I voted no to every pet over the years making a grand total of 7 ignored denials. That being said these two idiots have grown on me especially in the last two years. They could give a shit out what's going on they just want to hang out and I appreciate that about them both.
We have walked almost every day over the last two years as well only missing if it was raining too hard or I was out of town. The Samoyed is showing her age and her walks have to be limited - lest they lock her hips up completely - while the mutt could walk a marathon and then head right out with the next contestant. For the last week I have not been walking with them and they are beginning to get pissed.
A Lyft driver in Florida tried to leave my leg at a restaurant but ended up just stretching and tearing some go the internal works. I made the mistake of taking them out too early and paid the price all last weekend. now my leg feels a ton better but I am resisting the urge to to have the sled dog pull me until tomorrow. I'm writing this as both dogs snore away in my office in front of me. I have to be careful about thinking too much on saying goodby to them because... feelings.
I was asked if I would be getting another dog once I move and that answer is a confident NO. I love dogs when they are someone else's problem. If I get a pet at all it will be a Roomba (or knockoff facsimile). An overpriced pet that completes an annoying chore while I'm at work sounds perfect. I can name it, it trains itself, and the fancy ones are potty trained and come with their own toilet. They even have some that mop as well but now we are getting into human maid pricing and those heroes clean toilets. Anyway, that was a nice distraction from the fact that I was getting melancholy about missing Francine and Tilly.