What did she say?

I am definitely guilty of this. Just as Mudpuppy said, maybe it's because I live alone, but I do have the occasional conversation with Ash. O.K., more than occasional. More like daily.
 
We wake up and I talk to her as I'm getting ready or on our walk. "Look Ash! Look at that flower!" At home, "What do you think I should be eating for breakfast? I don't know about that yogurt. It wasn't too good last time."
 
When I get home, I tell her about my day. "Momma didn't have a good day today. They had me working so hard and I almost lost track of time and stayed late." Or, "Guess what's on tonight?! 'So You Think You Can Dance' is on! I'm so excited!"
 
Sometimes people ask me if it's lonely living alone, but I don't feel like I live alone because I have Ash there. The few times I've been in my apartment without Ash there have felt very weird. It's not the same at all. The whole place just feels empty and I don't like that uncomfortable feeling. I think it would be a totally different dynamic if I REALLY lived alone, without Ash. As of right now, I feel like I have my little doggie roommate who listens very intently to everything I say. I love it!

I've never been that bad. On the way to "Dog Days of Summer", I told Shadow in plain english what I expected of him and he was on his best behavior. Of course, he can tell the difference between english, spanish, and german. Next week, we'll go through the Mark Twain collection.
 

~LMAO~ Ron

Sometimes people ask me if it's lonely living alone, but I don't feel like I live alone because I have Ash there.

I feel the same way -- I closed on my house and got my dog the same day, so I've never felt like I live "alone." She was here when the movers hijacked my furniture and wouldn't give it back til I paid three times the estimate, she was here when I painted the walls (you can still make out a few tail marks in the living room) and put down the carpet, and hse was here when I filled the cabinets for the first time (two of which are dedicated dog and cat supplies cabinets). I can't imagine this place, or life, without her.

Jess is also velcro dog, so I don't even get to be alone in a room...though if she's really, really tired, she may lie down in the hallway with justs her head in the room that I'm in so she can keep an eye on things. That's about as much "alone time" as I get with her.

But I'm sure I'd be terribly lonely without her. When I board Jess to travel on business, even if I get home at 2 a.m., I go pick her up before going to sleep. Not because I'm afraid to be without her (though she does make me feel safe), but because without her, my house feels empty, even with the cats, both of whom I love dearly.

Jan