Actually I didn't have to write the post from scratch, I just had to type it, because I wrote it out with a pen in my notebook by candlelight this weekend just like the bloggers used to do in the 1800's.
I turned on the TV and was scrolling On Demand for the true crime section so I could fire up an episode of Criminal Confessions to watch while I typed, just like Ma Ingalls would have done, when I came across an entire genre entitled "For Your Dog."
With TWENTY SIX shows.
I clicked on it out of sheer curiosity, and these aren't shows ABOUT dogs. They are literally shows FOR YOUR DOG.
There is even one show that just shows clips of dogs watching other dogs on television. So dogs watch dogs watch dogs.
I think dogs are great, but have we perhaps gone a bridge too far?
And if you can believe it, the shows aren't even all free. Some of them cost upwards of four dollars and ninety nine cents. I don't even watch movies for MYSELF on demand unless they cost zero doll hairs.
When I was a kid, my family was watching a home renovation show and the homeowners illuminated the marble counter tops in their bathrooms. As you might imagine, this decor choice cost a pretty penny, and I remember my mom telling us kids that if we ever had enough money to have illuminated marble counters in our bathrooms, she hoped we would donate it instead.
And so for probably the last twenty years, my family has used the phrase "illuminated marble" when we're talking about something that's a little over the top.
I think paying $4.99 for your dog to watch television might fall into the illuminated marble category.
I shared those wise, fiscally conservative thoughts on Instagram and then Matt said, "Don't let me forget to plug in the Cozy Coop tomorrow so the chickens aren't cold when it snows on Wednesday."
I may not have illuminated marble, but I do think I might be living in a glass house.