Day After Christmas Rant

Just because I know that I have a weakness for puppies and kittens and bunnies and babies, I can accept that fact, deal with it, and realize that it would not be a good idea for me to go to a "Free Baby Everything" party.

Of course, I am being facetious, but 'tis true that I am a sucker for a baby of any species other than insects.

And my latest is: little fat white puppies.

I like 'em all, poodles, pomeranians, peek-a-poos, etc:





Do I need one? No.

Do I want one? Yes.

Do I understand that I shouldn't get one now? Yes

Should someone give me a hard time about it, make fun of me for it, say that is one of the largest roadblocks to our relationship? NO

But, that was precisely the object of conversation today and the reason that I am not going to the movies this evening and why I am not going to even consider a future with this person. The constant undercurrent of "Me great, You bad" is getting to me.

So, off I go to play with my ridiculous amount of cats and dogs and decide to either become a nun or find a man that has a large farm that won't care how many animals I want... because in reality, I also want an English Angora Rabbit, a cow, some goats, some sheep, peacocks, ducks, chickens, and about 10 more cats and 10 more dogs.

Dammit. The things I choose to have a fit about..... When of course it all comes down to the fact that I will end up not ever remarrying because I'll never be brave enough to do so... it'd take more than a man with a farm to convince me, it'll take someone willing to put up with my false bravado and just insist that I can be brave enough and then actually ask me.

And that certainly doesn't seem to be happening in this decade .

soooo...... I deserve a fat white puppy in the meantime.