Pet owner: profession or diagnosis? Read here!
Remember the day you got your pet. Life will never be the same again.
You will quickly find that you have become a specialist in a wide field.
Supply Officer. Nightmare: the filler for Murky's toilet has ended. Jumping up, try to frantically figure out when you replenished supplies. Yesterday, yes.
Vet. The first-aid kit for Ellie will grow to menacing proportions. For yourself, stick a bandage in the corner and a green brush - it will come in handy.
The trainer. Look, Bimbo learned to give a paw!
Zoopsychologist. Why is there a zoopsychologist - easily plug in the belt of all participants in the Battle of Psychics combined. After all, it was you who screamed a couple of hours ago on a walk: “Don’t even think about it !!!”
Learn a lot of new words: “handler”, “groomer”, “agility”, etc., etc. And you will tell everyone that cynology is not about cinema at all.
The changes will be irreversible and affect the depths of your personality.
The way of life will change. The beast must be fed - he has a regimen. And the dog also walk. God forbid to stay at work an extra half an hour! It’s better to pick up a hara-kiri sword right away.
The person who uttered the phrase “this is just a dog” will turn into the worst enemy.
You’ll remember your pet’s birthdays better than your friends ’birthdays (after all, Facebook will remind you of the latter).
What is strange about talking with a cat? Command me to ignore her questions?
From those that you choose at dinner, those around you will start to tremble nervously.
And at that moment when you are offered to present a T-shirt with a threatening inscription: “Run! This person can talk about his dog without stopping! ” “You understand that you seem to be seriously and terminally ill.”
The good news: there are many of us sick. The Swedish scientist L. Thorkellson interviewed 4 thousand compatriots. 98% admitted that they trust secrets to pets. 60% discuss problems with dogs. Almost half consider animals to be moral authorities. 90% are convinced that the animals understand perfectly what mood the owner is in. And every second carries a photo of a pet in his wallet or hangs his portrait on the wall.
The main thing is that we are happy in our madness. And when once again we hear: "Yes, you are sick ..." - we just sigh with pity: they don’t understand anything, poor fellow ...