Would love to have a dog. While my father was alive we always had a dog. All of them named "Happy". Still remember finding Happy after he had chewed through his cage and gotten away at the airport when our family moved back to the states from Korea. Probably thought "what a GOOD human". However since I now clock 60-70 hours weekly at work, it would be unfair to the faithful companion. (After divorce, gave companion away for that reason.) Have space (to run around and chase things, reading the doggy newspaper of new and interesting scents), not time. Saw "A Boy and His Dog" on Turner Clics the other day. (Not the Harlan Ellison story.) Cried at the end of "Old Yeller" when I saw it as a young boy. Like a BABY! I can't believe how much this fictional dog's death hurt my heart! Father actually had to comfort me. (By the way, this grand old man shed a few himself.) GREAT movie. BAD bear. Miss my old companions. Got any good shaggy dog stories?