I’m kind of joking but really the dog is so much nicer to be around (DC are teens and have MH issues so are very hard work). Always pleased to see me. Eats dinner with no complaints. Just happy to be in my company without endless demands.
Came home from work this morning to the house a tip, a chorus of loud complaints and wants. I turned around, popped the dog in the car and took her to pets at home. We’ve had a nice little saunter round, she’s chosen a new toy and is now happily chewing her new bone on my lap whilst I mumsnet in the car park. And she’s just happy to be in my company. We will go home soon, I’m just enjoying the piece and niceness for a bit longer.
But it isn’t just me, is it? Dogs just seem so much easier to love!