Dogs are maddening.
If our friends pissed and crapped in the house, yelled early in the morning, stole our food, humped our leg, ate their own vomit and crap, sniffed butts and then tried to kiss us we would brick them in the head in short order.
But when it's the dogs we pay good money, take good care of them, and chose our houses to suit their needs.
If this is not the definition of madness, I don't know what it.
If the big drug companies would make a pill to cure this, you know our spouses would buy it in bulk!
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