HOW YOU CAN TELL I AM A DOG PERSON

My back yard is littered with dog toys.

Lint wheels are on my shopping list every week.

I can't see out the truck windows because there are nose-prints all over the inside.

Poop has become a source of conversation .

I refer to us as Mommy and Daddy.

My dog sleeps in the bedroom with us.

I have numerous names for my dog. Most make no sense, but he understands.

I have a padded bed made in the extended cab of the truck for my dog

I have a fire hydrant in my back yard for my dog so he can lift his leg when peeing.

I like people who like my dog. I despise people who don't.

I carry dog biscuits in my purse and pockets at all times.

I talk about my dog the way other people talk about their kid.

I sign and send birthday/anniversary/Christmas cards including from my dog.

I always have a baggie I use for pick-ups pops in my back pocket.

Play time with my dog comes before computer time.

I am the only idiot walking in the pouring rain because my dog needs his walk.

My kids refer to my dog as their sibling.

I invent new games to play with my dog.

You can hear me out back saying "Go Pee, Go Pee.

Weekend activities are planned around taking my dog .

I take more digital photo's of my dog than any other member of my family.

I carry pictures of my dog in my wallet and show his picture before the kids or my husbands

And the number one reason you know I am a dog person is:

MY DOG IS THE STAR OF MY WORLD WIDE WEB SITE

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