There wouldn't be muddy footprints in the bathtub. I wouldn't have hair on every single piece of furniture and clothing I own. I wouldn't have to fight for covers. or leg room in the bed. or space on the couch. I wouldn't be sweeping every day. There would be no chasing of anyone, trying to pry my underwear from their mouth as we race across the house. I wouldn't have a $139 vet bill for an ear infection. No picking up poop. I wouldn't have a wet nose trying to pry itself under my hand as I type. I wouldn't have to do a magic trick every time i come home: trying to unlock the door, holding mail/purse/groceries/phone, scramble in and do a head count to make sure nobodys escaped. There wouldn't be two beady little eyes watching every little morsel I put in my mouth. No standing in between dogs b/c one doesn't like the other one to sneeze. And he can't help it. I wouldn't worry about people coming over. Wouldn't hear clickety-clackety trailing behind me EVERYWHERE I go...It would be quiet.