The dog (named.. Number Seven) never says squat. Although he does squat quite often himself, but is kind enough to leave the yard and enter the woods to do so. He lets me do, sayand buy what ever I want without question. A new rifle to the house is thrilling actually to him. He never complains when I leave for days at a time, if I am willing to take him along. All he demands is a pat on the head, a kind word from time to time, a full water dish, some dog food and table scraps, and for me to allow him to go outside when he feels the need.

All joking aside, IF I had spouse, there are considerations and consolations that must be made to make both parties equal. A give and take so to speak. Just make sure one does not do all the giving and the other the taking. Believe me on this point. Also in the words of a commercial that I hate.. "What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.."