"Dags...I like Dags"

The title comes from the movie Snatch (a surprisingly funny movie). For those of you who are completely unfamiliar with this film, I am referring to dogs in this post. In fact, I have been in charge of taking care of some dogs since Thursday night. My roommate was out of town this weekend, and asked if I could feed and water her dog. Since this required going nowhere and very little effort, I readily agreed. After taking her to the airport, our neighbor stopped by and asked for my roommate. I told her (our neighbor) that she (my roommate) was out of town. She (my neighbor) asked if I could feed and water her dogs. I said "uh...sure." So, this weekend I fed and watered a black lab and two golden retrievers.

Previously (ie a couple of weeks ago), a pharmacist friend asked if I could take care of her dog today and tomorrow while she was interviewing for a job. I said "uh....sure". So today and tomorrow I get to feed, water, and take out (ie, let her use the bathroom) a black lab mix. There is the possibility of repeating this experience next week, too.

I've never really considered myself a "dog person" (but I much prefer dogs to cats...I don't understand cat or "cat people"). If I were to be living by myself, I would probably like a dog around. When I own a house and have a yard, I will probably own a dog (primarily outdoors...I hate dog hair on furniture....and they get smelly). I guess I'll consider these experiences my trial/training period.

For you people who only read this for movies: Recently viewed, Flags of our Fathers (really good) and Zodiac (pretty good).