I Want To Be A Dog

I'm not sure if I believe in reincarnation. I think about it sometimes and wonder if there is that possibility. If so, I think I would like to be a dog. I don't want to be just any dog. I want to be a pampered pooch. Princess would be a good name. I would have wonderful people that would take care of me, feed me, and of course I would be able to sleep on the bed. I also want to choose my owners. I can think of some people in Florida that would make good owners for me. One is my friend Jenny. She really loves animals and I would have a great life at her house. I would be safe and warm and well fed with plenty of toys to play with, and I would know without a doubt that my life was safe in her hands. The other owners of choice would be Debby and Sam. Debby would fix me special food, make sure I get plenty of play time, and take me on RV vacations. They would love me unconditionally and I know for sure I could sleep on the bed.

How do I know that they would be good to me? That is easy to answer. They are good to me now. When I got my diagnosis of Alzheimer's their friendship never wavered. They love me unconditionally now, they make sure I'm warm and fed when I'm with them, they share play time, we laugh, we travel, and I know that my life is safe in their hands.

Yep - I think I want to come back as their dog!