I don't do half the things for my dogs as some on this site do for theirs, but I have people who tell me "You're crazy". I told some co-workers that I gave my Pug, Bandit, a toy, pig ears, and put a candle in his canned (no dry) food for his birthday I was told I was taking things too far. Just wait until my Jeffrey's "adoption day" on Sept. 29. (I don't know when he was born) but I've gotten some good ideas from this site and we're going all out for his special day. I allow my dogs on my furniture and in my bed. I hug them, I kiss them, I call them my Poopies. Why? Because I love them. Why have a pet if you do not want them to be fully in your life? If I could I would have a lot more pets. I get so angry when I see people abuse pets and I cry when I read the horrible way animals are mistreated. I wasn't raised that way. I had many pets growing up; dogs, cats, rabbits, horses, fish, turtles and any other stray I could convince my parents to allow me to take in. My parents, the sweet, caring people they are, would let me until we found homes. I don't think my pets are spoiled. They are loved.
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