Not to be overly dramatic, (okay, why not?) "Living with Dogs," (see previous post), can be an occupational hazard. One dog? Fine. Two dogs? Got it covered. Three dogs? Yikes. Holy Mother of Jesus. That just might be one dog over the line.
Turns out this place I am staying at is "Dog-Hair Central." Hair. Hair. Hair. Everywhere. Every room. Every chair and couch, every rug and carpet. 3 happy little furry creatures, shedding hair like it's going out of style. Those happy little critters follow me everywhere. Turns out it's all a bit toxic to my system.
Makes me dream of some kind of hazmat suit. A new twist on the day, no doubt.
