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Alright, I'm letting you guys in on one of the weekly, if not daily dramas we have here in the Taylor household. I want a dog. He doesn't want a dog. I am a pet person. He is decidedly NOT. 

Here's a bit of background. Growing up, we always had a dog. I was given a puppy for my 5th birthday and it was THE single best birthday present I have ever received...yet. Our dogs were always a member of the family and I am a complete and utter sucker for all dogs big and small but especially...Boston Terriers, French Bulldogs, Chihuahuas, and Great Danes. I love cold wet noses. Overly expressive eyes. Tortilla smelling paws. Puppy breath. Sigh. 

Now, my dear sweet Hubby who I love more than dogs, for the record, is an allergic type of person. He doesn't hate dogs, but doesn't love 'em either. Well, let me put it this way, if it were cats I loved there wouldn't be a hope in hell. But dogs are not as high up on the allergic / hate scale and being the most thoughtful stand up kinda guy on the planet EVER, he wants me to be have everything I want. How could you not love him? Too bad, he's mine. 

Well, right now we live in an apartment and of course they have this completely ridiculous, totally unnecessary NO PETS ALLOWED rule. Rolling eyes.

In all honesty I've never been very good at following the rules, but in a freak bout of sensibility I rationalized that a dog can occasionally be a noisy kind of pet...so we got rats instead, 6 of 'em and I love them to pieces! Yes, really. They're not sewer rats people. They come from the pet store. Get over it.  I do love those little critters very much, but sadly its not satiated my need for a dog. The rats are pretty much only interested in me for the food. They never cuddle, and they really couldn't care less about going for walkies. But they do love fishing for peas and that my friends is incredibly cute. 

So going back to the dog debacle, this is the conversation we have been having every week for the past two years: 

Me: I want a dog soooooooooo bad. 

Him: I want a motorcycle sooooooooo bad. 

Me: No. Motorcycles. 

Him: No. Dogs. 

Me: Fine, get a (insert expletive) motorcycle. 

Him: You can have a dog when we don't have rats. We can have one pet in the house. This is a big deal for me. 

Me: This is a big deal for me too. 

Him: Fine. 

Me: Fine. 

Him: Want to watch a ninja movie? 

Me: No. Want to watch Sex in the City? 

Him: No. 

Me: I love you. 

Him: I love you too. 

(Hug) 

......on next week's episode, Audrey pushes for moving house to be one step closer to getting a dog. Stay tuned. 

Love, 

Gotta Get A Dog In Godalming

Disclaimer: Just before you start sending hate mail telling me I'm the worst wife in the world for wanting a dog when my husband has allergies. We plan on taking all the necessary steps to avoid him or the dog suffering. He will be allergy tested again, the dog will be washed twice weekly. We own a Hepa filter fitted Dyson. We use it a lot. There will be no dogs in the bedroom. And if it really does bother him, Hubs will just have to move out. Obviously.