bI admit it, my home is beginning to look like pikey's van. All odd furniture for the dogs, is cluttering up the place. My problem is dog beds.
"I" wanted those sorts of dogs, that would lay peacefully on a beautifully, thick warm and fluffy bed. I have 3 dogs that can disembowel a bed, fast. And they will also become a pack, and attack en masse. Any stuffed bed, is fair game. So we go fake fur blankets. As this texture is not chewed by any of the dogs.
But inside me is the owner of the nicer dogs on beds. So when my daughter moved out, i gave her single bed to Brian, the mastiff who feels the cold up here. 2 degrees outside at night now. And then someone gave me a sun lounger, which broke immediately, so i gave that to bernie. And i got a new dressing gown, so gave my old one to pohm, who loves it.
My house looks like a mismatched sh*t tip.
I once used to match in my house. I dont anymore.
My good shoes, are still good. Coz i am always in gumboots these days. Which get stolen dailly, and taken to wherever he wants to lay by them.
(he doesnt kill these, just lays next to them while im out)
My hair constantly has regrowth, coz im out playing with dogs, not dyeing my hair so much.
I dont worry about my nails, as my hands are like some tradies. And i have biceps you wouldnt believe?
Im still reasonably fit for my age. And can outwalk any of our friends these days. The dogs have been training me for 10yrs now.
Id say since i got multi dogs, my life is enriched so much. But shit my style has gone out the window lol
Has anyone else been changed n trianed by having dogs? what standards have you had that have slipped, or buggered off completely? Surely im not the only pikey in dog town?