I do, do you?

Did you all hear about the guy that married his dog?

I'm not kidding! You can read about it here.

While I think it's crazy that you CAN marry your dog (afterall the dog couldn't really decline could she?), I can totally see where it would be a great arrangement.

Everyday, I come home, and Rusty RUNS to me, showering me with kisses.

Then I take him outside so he can pee and poop, that's the downside.

BUT he didn't go in the house, that's a plus! Not to mention that I don't have to worry about if he got it all in the bowl or not.

We play fetch for awhile til I get bored. Or he gets bored.

I get to pick what's for dinner. He's super excited to eat anything I make.

When it's time for bed, he's already warming up my side of the bed for me. He moves over and we snuggle in for the night.

If only he could take himself out in the morning I might consider it, afterall, a girl's got to sleep in!

When I leave for work in the morning, he's super sad.

Repeat.

Repeat.

Repeat.

Yeah, it just might work.