You are a true dog lover if…
Your dog sleeps in your bed. You apologize if you have to move it a bit. -
Yes, my dog sleeps on my bed, but he's not allowed up there until I'm in and settled. If he encroaches on my easement, I make him move.
Talking to your dog, you call yourself Daddy or Mommy. -
Yep.
Nothing can be seen through the rear window of your car because it’s all in noseprints of your dog. -
Yep.
You call your dog with 32 different names and none of them makes sense. But your dog responds to them. -
Yep. Gummy and Lovey are his main nicknames.
You like people that like your dog. You despise people that don’t like it. -
Well, I don't know that I despise them, but they're not likely to be an important part of my life.
In your pocket, there’s always a treat for your dog. -
Eh...sometimes.
You always put a second cover on your bed so that you dog feels most comfortable. -
No.
You choose furniture, carpet, and clothes so that they suit your dog. -
Yes.
The only photo on your work desk is a photo of your dog. -
Yes.
You read people lectures about how responsible one should be raising up a dog. You do that any time you get a chance. -
Ummm...not really. Although my close friends have heard my lectures!
You miss your breakfast to have a chance to walk with your dog before going to job. -
I eat on the run, but yep, Bandit's walk get's priority.
You are the only man in the street when it is raining cats and dogs – it’s all because your dog needs walking. -
Of course!
In the end of the day, you don’t drink beer with your co-workers anymore because you have to rush to your dog. -
YES!!!
Your weekend plan is to walk with your dog (for both Saturday and Sunday). -
Walk with him, go to the dog park. I feel mournful (for many reasons) during the summer, partly because I can't take him with me everywhere. We both love it when cold weather comes back and he gets to go with me!
Your fridge is full of bones for your dog. -
Nope. I gave my dog a cow-bone once and he broke a tooth! No more bones for my dog!
You’ve never eaten all of your beefsteak or fried chicken – you share it with your dog. -
Of course. And he's my pre-washer of dirty dishes.
You don’t hoover your flat as long as possible because your dog is afraid of the hoover. -
Nope. He can wait it out in his kennel. I live with a Siberian. Vacuuming is a MUST.
You keep on eating even if you’ve found some dog hair in your plate. -
Of course! It's organic! (Now...would I keep eating if I found ANOTHER dog's hair in my plate?? Maybe not.)
When your dog gets older, you make some steps for it to ease climbing on to bed. -
Just bought a low platform bed (mattress only, no boxsprings) for the benefit of my almost-10-years-old dog.
When your husband and your dogs snore, it’s your husband who grabs the pillow to sleep somewhere else. -
No husband. I divorced him. Kept the dog, though!
Clearly, I am a TRUE dog lover!
