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Puppy Test

Today I am thankful for my former co-workers.

They're still teaching me.

One of them had a Fourth of July party.

Their dogs were there.  One was a collie.  The other looked like a boxer.

They were sweet dogs.

I bemoaned my puppy and kitty allergies.

I was diagnosed with them two years ago. 

I've had pets my entire life.  They didn't bother me until now.

My co-workers suggested that, perhaps, it was a minimal allergy.

We decided to test the issue.

I pet the dogs. 

I let the dogs lick me. 

I then took my hands and rubbed them on my face and neck thinking that those are my most sensitive areas.  If I get hives, I can't get a dog.

If I don't, I'm running to the shelter and adopting the first pair of puppy dog eyes I see.

I didn't get hives.....until.....until....

I rubbed my eyes. 

Dang it. 

I can't get a dog.

I'm lying in my bed, typing on a laptop unable to breathe. 

I've had four Benadryl.

I still can't breathe.

Lesson learned.

I can only love dogs from afar. 

I guess dogs are the only loves of my life that leave me breathless.

I hate to say it, life is not worth living without doggies. 

Seriously.......

Love ya,

S. 

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