I wouldn't have to replace the patio door so often if I didn't have dogs to let in and out a hundred times a day, or dogs that occasionally slammed into the door. The furniture would last longer, as would the rugs and tile. There would be no grooves in my deck where the dogs launch after squirrels, no drool on the kitchen floor or puddles of spilled water from messy drinkers. I could go to work without hair on my clothes, and my office chair and car seats would be hair-free. It would be cheaper to heat and cool my house if the doors were not opened so often. May bank account would look a lot better (unless I became obsessively involved in something else) and I could take vacations to interesting spots rather than to auditoriums in Nebraska and fairgrounds in Iowa.
The tendinitis in my left shoulder is directly related to all the young (and not so young) dogs who have attempted to rip my arm off when they saw squirrels, rabbits, cats, blowing leaves, whatever . . . My back would probably be better too without 40# cases of food, crates, ex pens and puppies to lift, and dogs to bathe.
I ask myself, why do I do this? And that's a great topic for tomorrow!