As much as I abhor the mere thoughts of slavery, I have become a willing participant into it's loathing state of self denial. Yes, I put my dogs highest on my list of priorities. It used to be my kids, but they've moved on, so I have substituted a fur covered variety instead. I am at their bark and call. It used to be the phone that I felt compelled to answer at all times, in case it was some dire emergency, but that was before caller ID. Now, however, if my dog barks to get let out, no matter what I may be doing at the time, I will jump over hurdles and through hoops to open the door. I am also a sucker for that Pet Me, Feed Me, Play with Me look. As much as I know that my world is vast and complex, I know their world centers around me. And at the end of the day, that is all that really matters.