for the love....

In the last 24 hours I've realized that I am obsessed. Like, I'm thinking more than love...borderline obsession. And no, not with my husband (though he is handsome, great, and the love of my life)...my obsession lies with my dogs.
I read this article yesterday while hubby was finishing up at the gym and realized I have stepped into this new age of pet care.
I don't think I'm crazy (other than I still cry when I think about Marley & Me), at least I hope not. It's just not hard to feel for my year and a half chocolate lab who has developed a severe allergy to something in his food and cannot stop itching and has very puffy eyes. Seriously, I had nightmares. And our other pup can lick so fervishly that your face almost hurts after just a few. How can you not adore someone an animal that will never turn on you despite your no makeup, grumpy moods, and dirty house?
Time to go finish 90210 and cuddle with the pooches on the couch...ahh what a great evening :).