I think I found my kindred spirit.
Her name is Jen and she writes the blog known as "People I Want to Punch in the Throat"
She wrote the post that I wanted to write about how I feel about dogs.
Why would anyone want to have to clean up poop that doesn't belong to you (or any of your children)? I prefer poop that goes directly into the toilet with no scooping involved.
Why would anyone want to smell dog breath while "snuggling" with a hairy beast? Just get a gross husband and he'll at least mow the yard for you.
Why would anyone want to have an emotional relationship with a dog? "My dog is always there for me," people say. Capacity for real friends, anyone?
Shout out to Jen at People I Want to Punch in the Throat. She may be a total stranger, but it's nice to know I'm not alone.