I grew up in a household that left the dog and cat ouside. the house was humble, not immaculate but it was always clean. My entire adult life I've had indoor pets though and usually it has had its up and downs. Since we moved to the country it has been one big downer. I've had one pup for each of the almost three years we've been out here. It wasn't plan that way but that is how its happened. The last one is potty trained finally. What little furniture I had is ruined or has been thrown away. We have lawn chairs in the living room right now. The carpet is stained after varying degrees of pet accidents and pet destructions (ink pens, etc.). Stanley Steemer has valiently found my house every six months for a clean up but the carpet is trashed. Can't afford to put down anything else right now. I sweep once a day but it doesn't show. I dust once a week but one would think I don't. I'm constantly looking around and sighing. I love my pets and I've tried to move them outside but they cry and I cave. Plus I feel that,with dogs especially, they really need to feel like we are all a pack. The cats are big woosies and get beaten up by all the feral toms outdoors at night. Sometimes I go to a neighboring house to pick up my son and I am so envious of the sterility and furnishings but the houses seem empty to me. (I've also seen homes that look more like dumpsters without pets) My dogs are now finally house-broken and they have crates for when I am not here so I think once I have the money I can buy new furniture but my family says I am crazy that the animals will mess it up all over again. Does anybody else have these internal struggles or is it simply me because I want a clean house and my pets? If I think back to living in the suburbs, I had both but in the country there is so much dirt and dust (plus we have a pond the dogs loive to swim in). Maybe I'm just venting...