
I adore organization. I like the idea of everything having a home. Buckets, baskets, bins, boxes, compartments, labels. I am not saying I am always good at keeping everything organized, but I love the concept and I have fun getting everything to be just so. This is not lost on our household's dog and cat gear.
I get a oodles of joy from organizing our dog and cat "this and that." Directly inside the main door to our home is a shelving unit stacked with bins, baskets, and jars filled with all things fuzzy friend.
The top shelf is reserved for all things edible. The jars house kibble, biscuits, rawhide and other treats. The clang of the top of any glass jar is enough to bring on the pitter-patter of paws (canine and feline alike) or the clambering of bodies slipping and sliding on the hardwood floor, depending on how drowsy the gang is on any given day. It is all so Pavlovian. (Cue the drooling.)
Move down a shelf and you will find the land of the leashes. We have every kind of leash known to dogkind. Short, long, rugged, fancy, retractable, regular clip, outfitted with poop bags. I am a bit of a leash hog. In addition to having all kinds- some of which are necessary and others which are totally frivolous- they can be found in baskets, buckets, cars, and they have even been known to travel in my purse. Along with a stash of poo bags. I'm always prepared. Also on that shelf one can find a bucket filled with a mish-mash of necessities- poop bags, tick removers, blinking lights for collars. And next to that, Sherm's corner: A bucket of snuggle buddies, without which Sherm cannot sleep, and a small dish of medication to control his seizures. A very important corner of a shelf on many levels.

