Xenophobia, the fear of people who are different from one’s self. ~ Wikipedia
I shared on Facebook last week that I decided to stop talking about dogs at my day job. What I learned is that I don’t have a whole lot to say. I truly didn’t think I talked about dogs so much, but apparently I’m a blabber mouth about our pups.
What’s ironic (I think this is ironic) is that one of the many reasons I started this blog was to give myself an outlet for my constant canine chatter – just made it worse I guess.
Another thing I’ve learned about myself is that I don’t like people.
Okay, so that’s a bit of a strong statement. What I meant to say is that dealing with people can be difficult at times; exhausting, really. And there are days when I just want to hide at home and wallow in the love of our dogs.
Our dogs don’t have egos
Our dogs appreciate the smallest kind gesture
Our dogs are always happy to see us
Our dogs think I’m the best cook
Our dogs laugh at my humor
Our dogs keep me company
Our dogs listen to me gripe about my day
I may not technically be a Xenophobe, but there are days when I just don’t want to interact with anyone but my boyfriend, our dogs, and my friends who love dogs (because they get me).
Do you ever have days like this?
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