Dog People

Since I was a little kid, I've always wanted a dog. 

It was a hard "no" from my parents.

We have allergies.

My sister has severe asthma (and is considered "medically fragile")

But when I turned 8 years old, they allowed the family to get a little white poodle. 

No shedding.

Small.

He lived for almost 18 years and was my Snerbs.

I knew that when I was older and more able, I wanted dogs. 

We had Shelby and Hudson as DINKS and they were our world.

We always knew we were dog people and we strongly believe in kids growing up with pets. 

It teaches them empathy.

It teaches them responsibility. To a certain extent.

It teaches them to care for someone other than themselves.

So we're dog people and will likely always have dogs in our life. 

Don't get me wrong. I vacuum 3 times a day - at least. 

I'm constantly sweeping floors and trying to keep the dog hair and dander from being like EVERYWHERE. 

But it's still worth it. Our house is full.

Full of love.

Full of noise.

Full of kids and dogs running and playing.

And still full of fucking dog hair.