Here's my guilty list:

My dogs send and recieve Valentine's Day cards from other doggies and to and from mommy and daddy

We have baby gates, and no babies

All trash cans are behind closed doors, under sinks, or require a step to open them

It seems we do talk about poop often--how's this for embarrassing--I can even identify who each pile belongs too when cleaning up the yard

We are mommy and daddy

Our dogs have at least 32 different names, and understand all of them-and all of them sleep with us--just not at the same time!!

They all have special songs that I sing to them

We don't have a cat, but they do eat dog poop

I don't really despise people, but I would rather not spend time with anyone who doesn't like dogs

I keep treats in my car at all times

My friends at work are talking about having babies, I talk about my dogs

Most of the cards I sent are signed from them too

I suffer through summer with a down comforter on the bed--Kito likes it

I don't go out--after work I come straight home to the dogs

I love to go to pet stores on Saturday--we take turns every week!!

I always take the dogs to the vet--me, I'll suffer.

I would share an ice cream cone with them--vanilla of course

We just bought new furniture and put wood floors in--why? For the dogs

The only donation I make is to the ASPCA

I am the idiot out in the rain, Kito won't go out in the yard when it's raining, so he has to go for a walk

The dogs usually get a bit of my steak, or crusts from my pizza