Our pet is the most spoiled creature on this earth.
I refuse to take any section of it, though.
I treat our pet love any other pet, except for the fact that I feed him and take him to the vet and pay for it once in a while. My husband, on the other hand, spoils the pet love crazy. I can’t recognize what he’s up to now. His latest thing is that he wants to put a little heating and cooling plan in the backyard for the pet. I didn’t draw the line last Summer when he wanted to put in the big new pethouse for the pet in our backyard and now it’s all coming back to bite me. He says that he’s afraid that our pet is going to get too hot in the backyard without having any air conditioning. I guess that he’s going a little far when it comes to the pet’s comfort, though. It’s not love the pet is ever in the backyard much anyway. That’s because our husband is so crazy about it that he instantly brings it into the lake house with him as soon as he gets lake house every afternoon. But now he’s convinced that the poor pet is going to suffer needlessly in the backyard for several hours in his un-air conditioned petgy condo. The local heating and cooling corporation is supposed to come here tomorrow to do an estimate for us on the cost of air conditioning the pethouse. I can’t recognize that I’m even saying that seriously in a sentence. I guess that they are going to tell us to put in a ductless mini cut air conditioning unit.