Absolutely true. Dogs can be trained to not do those things, but mine are encouraged to get on my lap and lick my hands.
The quiet acceptance of cats is extremely nice too. I can't quantify it in research, but I am glad I do not need to choose one over the other.
Plus, my dogs are good to my cats and vice versa.
My sister is similar to you and just doesn't care for my dogs.
I hate having to drive in the snow.
I love getting to, especially when it's fresh, fluffy stuff, undisturbed in an empty parking lot.
Given the economy, it may be "If you see someone stealing food, no you didn't."
I live in Duluth, MN.
In 1991 it started snowing on Halloween and didn't stop for something like four days.
We had four feet of snow in our yard. The town was paralyzed for days.
My sister and I took three hours walking to the corner store and back. She had to walk behind me because she was too short to even break a path through the snow.
It was so much fun.
Am I the only one who got that it's a fucking He-Man joke? He/Him, He-Man.
I know, I don't make that in a year!
I had loved Jay Johnston ever since the Mr. Show days. Used to cheer when he popped up in things.
Fucking traitor. I flip off the screen anytime he's on now.
I really liked The Marvels but understand some of the issues others had with it.
I, too, played as a kid, and then again as a teenager, before coming back to the fold about seven years ago.
My dad ran a campaign for my family when I was six or seven. I remember spilling my kool-aid all over the table when we turned a corner and my dad said "You see... a MINOTAUR!"
As a teenager I played with friends and at a local college, and often ended up being the DM.
Then seven years ago, my aunt and uncle invited me to a game their daughter's husband was starting.
After about a year I convinced my Dad to join us. It's worth mentioning that all of us are neurodiverse in some respect, and as such have always been my favorite relatives.
Then COVID hit and I started running a game for my board gaming friends, and started one with my family playgroup as well.
I've created a world and plotline, I've run published adventures, and I'm even working on a supplement for the Witchlight adventure that I will publish on the official site.
And the 'Proud' Boys.
Left to right and actually sorted oldest to youngest we have:
Bernie Sanders is eight years old.
Miles Morales is just over four.
Abed Nadir & Troy Barnes are two and a quarter.
Maryjane is just over a year and is a foster fail. I'm the one that insisted on the failure. My dad adopted Mongo from the same litter.
Maryjane was supposed to be a Peter Parker but my wonderful professional vet tech wife was wrong this time.
Somehow everyone gets along in our house. 5 cats, 2 labradors, 1 tortoise, almost zero fights.
Okay, Kramer.