Perhaps this is a rationalization, but I don't think I will ever have a sparklingly clean home that is ready to be featured in a shelter magazine at any moment. And for the most part, that's okay with me because I think a home should be lived in. And what is life without companionship? And what more companionship could one ever want than that provided by a dog? So when I post pictures of my home, you're likely to see stray dog toys on the floor, a tail sticking out of the corner, or a canine model showing off how the new paint compliments her shiny coat. Because to me, that is living well.
Here's to living well with the new pup.