Wednesday, October 15, 2014

I am a collar addict.

I have a collar obsession. I’m not going to deny it, never have and never will. I have spent ridicules amounts of money of the years on collars, not one of them every getting the chance to become well worn and tattered. It’s a silly obsession because frankly the dogs don’t care if they have them or not but a fun one. But I noticed today I also have a leash obsession.

I was going through their collars, taking out the ones that I really didn't care for anymore or that they hadn't worn in the past year to donate to rescue when I realized I have twice as many leashes than collars. That is a lot of leash when I don’t use them very often; Boone is hardly ever on leash unless we are walking on the highway or in town around people. Ranger pretty much the same thing. Woof is the only one who uses them daily and the majority of these leashes I’ve had before I ever had Woof or Ranger. Even more surprising is that a majority of them are well worn and some even broken. Apparently I can let go of collars that have nothing wrong with them but can’t let get of broken leashes.


Now back to leash/collar shopping since I’ve cleaned out my horde. I’m thinking a little internet trip to Collar Mania is in order this time. This would be perfect for Woof, it explains him so well. 






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