Always had a dog when a child until age 18. Just got my beautiful rescue doggy Daisy. She has settled really well and is an absolute delight. But it has brought back so many fond memories and things deffo change
At work the other day, I was in a meeting and someone opened their briefcase and out fell a well chewed badger. She blushed madly, and I gave her a knowing smile, and in the break we swapped doggie pics 
So my life has changed in the following ways...
You go to the shop and pull out a carrier bag - 6 (spare) poo bags fall out...
You find errant well washed spare poo bags in the bottom of the washing machine.
You have to spell out the word s-q-u-i-r-r-e-l-l.
The children ask for a treat/snack and you wonder if you can get away with offering them a dentistix.
The children come home from school and the dog knows the exact time they are due back.
The children greet the dog before you!
The hallway is a sea of drying mud.
Any other thoughts /contributions? 