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        I’ve decided on the perfect career for me. Only, I’v…

        I’ve decided on the perfect career for me. Only, I’ve never seen a single classified ad for my preferred profession. You see, I’ve decided that I’d like to be someone’s personal dog.         I’ve got all the skills of our canine friends. If you owned me, when you went to work, I could spend the day napping, or even watching TV, if you’d remember to leave the set on to keep me company. I’d even nap right by the front door if you wanted me to, if you brought me a large enough floor pillow. When you came home, I’d promise to be very, very glad to see you—and I’d beg you to stay longer each time you left again, as long as my anxiety made you feel loved and needed, and guilty.         If you only fed me once a day, as most vets recommend, I’d be very attentive as you fixed my food, and I’d always be hungry all the rest of the time, so I’d be very grateful if you dropped me a scrap or two. And, whenever you opened the refrigerator or even the food pantry, I’d walk into the kitchen and watch you avidly while you decided what we were going to eat.        I like to be outdoors on a nice day—not in the rain please—and I would run after a ball or a Frisbee. For fetching sticks, you’d have to train me with treats—not doggie snacks, but Snickers or Doritos would get me salivating. When it’s spring of fall, I would get real frisky in the fresh air, and in summer I would pant and want to come inside. On a winter night, if you left me out too long, I’d howl and wake the neighbors. And, though I prefer to do my business inside rather than outside, you could still call me “housebroken.”        I‘d be a good watch-person, too. When you weren’t home, a burglar would think someone was there, because, well, I would be. And believe me, at night, if I heard some noise that I didn’t like, I’d wake you up and let you know. When you and I went for a walk, if someone came up and started bothering you, I could be unpleasant enough that he or she would go away.        What else? I’d sit in your lap if you were big enough—and the right gender. I don’t like cats, though I rarely chase them. Squirrels fascinate me. I can beg, because I already know how to stand on my back legs.        So, why don’t you hire me? I’ve had all my shots and I’m dewormed. What do you say? Huh? Speak! And, by the way, are you going to eat that potato chip?   19. Which sentence best states the main idea of this passage?