I'm trying to convince my wife that we need a dog. I grew up with dogs, and am comfortable with their ways. If we're visiting someone's home, and I suddenly experience a sensation of humid warmth, and I look down and see that my right arm has disappeared up to the elbow inside the mouth of a dog the size of a medium horse, I am not alarmed. I know that this is simply how a large, friendly dog says: "Greetings! You have a pleasing salty taste!"
December 20, 2004
For all of you men there trying to convince your wife/girlfriend/whoever that you need a dog, I think Dave Barry can help you in today's column.
posted at 4:54 PM