I’m a dog person. Have I mentioned that?
The other day I met a friend for lunch at Cozymel’s Restaurant. She is a recently acquired friend, and fellow dog trainer. We had a great time yammering on about everything under the sun - that is everything DOG related.
When I think about it, we talked about many different things, but nothing that didn’t have SOMETHING to do with dogs. It’s so wonderful to network with folks that have the same passion that I do. We shared stories of recent experiences, and bounced ideas off each other. We went on for about 3 hours with scarcely a breath in between. I’m sure we could have gone longer, but you know, places to go, people to see.
She is my newest “dog friend”, but actually most of my friends are dog friends. In fact, my BEST friends are dog friends.
I’m guessing that we will remain friends until we are old and gray(er) and can’t do much but sit in our chair and mumble! (about our dogs).
Most of my activities in life have something to do with dogs, either mine or someone else’s. I remember many years ago watching an Oprah show about people who were obsessed with their pets. I actually thought they all sounded pretty normal. What in the world was all the fuss about?
I do have friends who don’t share my affection for the canine species. But not many. And honestly, I have to say that I sometimes wonder about them. Anyone who doesn’t absolutely melt at the sight of a puppy just has to be missing something in life. At least in my humble opinion.
How did I get to this point where my life pretty much revolves around these four-legged fuzzy creatures? I really can’t say, but I’m ok with it.
I guess it doesn’t matter what your passion in life is - as long as you have one.
Did I mention? I’m a dog person.
Tags: best friends, dog, dog friend, dog person, dog trainer, dogs
Great post! Sometimes I feel guilty about caring more for dogs than most people, but it seems built into my dna or something. It’s always been there and I suspect it always will be. My dogs are my life - especially now that the kids are on their own.
I have friends who are not dog people and some who are cat people (gasp!), and while I love them dearly, there seems to be something missing from the relationship when I can’t blather on and on about dogs. Once, I had to bring my 2 big dogs to the clinic to board for a few hours while we had another couple over for dinner because they are not “dog people”. I never did that again. If you can’t accept my dogs, you aren’t really accepting ME. Right?
You’re preaching to the choir girl!!! I guess your either an animal person or your not.