As previously mentioned, these past two weeks my family and I stayed in a rich home to house-sit and watch two dogs.
I REALLY don't want to offend anyone in this post.
I don't like dogs very much.
EEEP! I said it. I think dogs are great, and I know they're a heck of a lot friendlier than cats ever will be. I just don't think they're for me. Which is absolutely fine to publicly announce on a blog. I hope.
Anyways, this got me thinking, what if that's a deal-breaker for someone someday? What if I meet the PERFECT person, who's gorgeous, ambitious, loving, hilarious, good with money, strong in the gospel, has a non-psycho family, etc...but is a HUGE dog lover??
I would be willing to have a dog, or maybe a few dogs, or however many it takes to win this dreamy guy, but I'm not sure if there's a guy that's THIS perfect out there.
So for now, I will update my blog with the legitimate concern that my distaste for dogs will affect any future chances at complete and utter happiness.