Last night Clint and I went to bed before 10pm. That turned into talking which turned into laughing until we cried. At least, I had tears. It was too dark to see Clint. One of the main topics we covered?
I'm a huge dog lover.
Clint likes them pretty well.
But ME, I'm borderline obsessed with dogs. All growing up I wanted to be a "dog doctor"... until my dad told me the harsh reality that I would see dogs die and even have to put them to (the very permanent) sleep. Then I decided I couldn't handle that. Dog loving would have to be a part-time affair.
In my life I have read tons of picture books on dogs. My dad works with dogs. I have a dog, which I also named. I'm practically an expert on dogs.
Now that we've established my credentials,
Here is my choice of K-9
Plus, they make the CUTEST puppies.
A small part of my love for boarder collies may come from when, in my younger days, I took a very reliable quiz online that matched my personality up with a dog breed. So basically, we're kindred spirits. They're the perfect size-not too big or too small. They're known for being good natured which is nice because I'd like to keep my carpet and couch stuffing right where it is. They're soft and adorable. It's pluses all around.
Some close runner-ups may include, but are not limited to: golden retrievers, labs, and siberian huskys.
We've established I have excellent taste in dogs.
Now let's move to Clint's furry child of choice.
There's really no other point in telling you this other than sharing what gave Clint and I a good laugh discussing . Do you and your other half have the same taste in dogs? And more importantly, who wins?
Boarder Collie, or Jack Russle Terrier?
p.s. I'm debating making shirts that say "Team Boarder Collie". It'd have a picture of that puppy on it somewhere. I'd wear it under all my clothes.
pps I don't hate JRT or any dog for that matter. I do, however, have a high preferance to dogs that can't fit in purses. Even the ginormica ones these days.