At this point in my life, I'd probably have trouble living with somebody. I'm so use to doing my own thing, I'd have a lot of adjusting to do. I have friends and family to talk to, so I never feel lonely. I don't think I'd be able to live alone without having dogs though. I love having something else alive in the house that responds to me when I'm talking to them. Otherwise I'd feel awfully nutty, sitting there just talking to myself. Also, my imagination would get the best of me, I think. I have a fear of waking up, with somebody standing over me. So I rely on Oz and Gully to sound the alarm (Murph'd sleep through a hurricane ). With them around, I never have that fear at all. I'm actually probably safer with them then a husband. Friends of my sister, both slept through somebody breaking into their home. They're just lucky all they wanted was material goods. Think they went out and got a dog after that.

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