I guess the answer that suits my situation is........comfort zones.
Don't know much...but I know my way around a Yeller dog. Been part of my life to long and have always made me happy when the appropriate amount of time, energy has been applied.
OCD is another horrible lil creature that lives inside me. His friend ADD also drops by for occasional chats. (Probably the main reason)
But in a redneck analogy .....If ya buy a 4 x 4....ya need mud tires...if ya got mud tires....why not get it dirty......and if your buying it new.....why not get the color you like since it dont cost any extra...
A full yard of Straight Yeller dogs that cover all aspects of the game without having to have that one lil ugly spotted turd on a chain...Is heaven itself in my eyes.
For the past two years.......been waking up singing the hymns!
No one can really argue with that. A man doing what he wants. Because. Lol.
