Puppy Love
They’re dirty, they shed, they scratch your furniture, they drool. So what’s not to love? There’s nothing like a pet for unconditional love and unexpected laughs, and Indy folk are especially fond of their furry friends. Here are some of the reasons why:
He rescued me from a burning car. -Drew Mackie*
She sings with me. I’ll start to howl, then she’ll get all excited and howl with me, with her mouth in a perfect “O” and her nose pointed straight up in the air. In a word: awesome. -Shannon Kelley Gould
He is the epitome of what I wish I could be-he’s an observer, not a loudmouth like me. -Evan Wells
When I was feeling down as a kid, I would tell my daschund/terrier Lollipop (yeah, I named her when I was five) that she was the only one who loved me. -Matt Kettmann
I love my puppy, Waldorf, because no matter how my day has been at work, when I come home, someone is excited to see me and loves me unconditionally, and he has the same enthusiasm about seeing me if I leave for five days or five minutes. He still acts like I’m his favorite thing. -Rachel Weight
I love my pets because they are part of my family, and I get to bring them to work. Plus, since they are the cutest, I see everyone smile when they walk by us, and that is the best way to meet someone. -Dorothy Dent
My little punk-rock pup, Sid Vicious: Who needs kids when you have an adorable 110-pound mastiff mix? All I have to do is look at his big amber eyes, and for that moment, I forget all my worries and woes. My big-footed, big-hearted, clumsy little horse-dog never fails to make me smile and laugh. I swear he has a better sense of humor than most people I know. : Not to mention that with Mr. Vicious around the house, who needs deadbolts? Only the dumbest of intruders would ever attempt to get through MY door! -Megan Packard Hillegas
* Drew is a liar.
