In my life I’ve owned and loved several dogs. Any animal I take in gets a cradleto- grave assurance of food, water, medical care, affection and respect. That being said, I really don’t like dogs much. This should come as no surprise to my sons, both of whom insist on owning large canines. Most of the time I’m at their houses, I’m saying things like “Out of the way, dog!” and “Stop licking me!”
I’ll admit that dogs make good companions. Just try getting an iguana to hop up on the car seat beside you for a ride to the grocery store. And dogs will fend off intruders, but only at the price of barking like idiots any time something moves outside. Living next door to a pack of hounds or a herd of little yappers can quickly cause you to lose your sanity.
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