Though most of the time I tend to discuss politics, I felt it pertinent at this point to talk about dogs.

Dogs are fantastic animals. Dogs are four-legged friends who are happier with a slice of bacon than an old man with a Denny's Grand Slam. You can't beat a dog for a companion and more people should have a dog.

We set out as a family to get a dog because, I had dogs every year of my life in my mother's house and my daughter had proclaimed that she needed a dog. So I read several ads and went to a few homes to check out litters. I am different than most because I can't stand puppies. Puppies are cute but puppies are a pain when you own them. Why do you think people sell puppies?

So I took to wandering around humane shelters. More people should go to humane shelters. If you want a friend for life, rescue a dog. People say dogs are smart but dogs are also devoted companions. I don't think there is a day that goes by for an owner of a rescued dog that the animal does not shower them with more affection than they can handle.

Mony, so named because my daughter named my dog for me. She knows I am "Mony Pylon" fan. For those not completely up to speed on little kid, Mony Pylon is actually Monty Python. Not being a father who is bent on perfection, Mony Pylon is fine with me and my dog Mony, a fantastic rescue from Table Mountain Animal Center, seemed to be happy to be called Mony by anyone. And thus he was dubbed Sir Mony guardian of the window seat in our home.

Mony for all his bravery in squirrel chasing is at best the laziest animal on the planet. I have taken him on several walks in the mountains, which he enjoys, but by the end he is longing for his window seat. He is not an active animal.

However, I cannot quantify my joy when I come home and he is waiting for me. He rubs. He rubs his face all over my legs and finally grunts in satisfaction that he has provided a fitting welcome, and then he sneezes and hops back in his window for a nap after all that activity.

You can't get that anywhere else. I would worry if my wife greeted me by rubbing her face on my shoes. But with Mony, you know, even though I come home every night, he is genuinely glad I came back. I think he remembers where he was and still showers me with his version of thanks for bringing him to a place where he has a window seat with pillows instead of a concrete floor.

More animals deserve to have someone to rub their face on. More animals deserve to have a window seat in the sun. If you are missing something in your life or just need a compliment to a happy home, visit a local animal shelter. There are so many friends waiting to be made. And yes, even cats need a home, so even though I am a dog lover, all abandoned animals need a home, so rescue a cat if you would prefer. Just don't bring it to my house, Mony might think it's a squirrel or worse a pillow at which point he will sleep on it.