Sponsored Post: This post is sponsored by Ragu, but all content and opinions expressed here are my own. In my family, food is everyth...
Why We Work
We work because she licks my face when I cry and my legs when I'm sweaty.
We work because her paws smell like Fritos and her fur never stinks no matter how long she goes without a bath.
We work because she doesn't judge me when I eat a pint of froyo while watching movies on a Friday night (in fact she helps me finish it), or when I don't change out of my pjs for 24 hours, or when I binge watch Netflix tv shows, or when I'm so hungover I can't move.
We work because she's so lazy and tired in the morning that she poops as quickly as possible so she can get back in bed before I leave for work.
We work because she's always down for running and adventures.
We work because she snuggles with me even when I don't shave my legs for weeks.
We work because we both love Cosmo and carrots.
And finally, we work because she doesn't get offended when I call her a sausage.