I have a confession to make…
I think I want a new dog.
But, I really don’t.
I think I want a large, outside dog. A grown up one that’s already been potty trained, is calm, and leash trained.
But, I really don’t.
The dog at a local gift shop has captured my heart by the gentle way he loves Lorelei and plays with her and how she adores him back.
But, I don’t really want one.
I hear stories about how larger dogs save the children in their families and are such intricate members of the family.
But, I don’t really want one. They shed. Alot.
My brain seems to think I want one, and I catch myself planning intricate plans – things like underground invisible fences, magnetic doggy doors, and a special inside/outside room for our dog…a dog that I do not have or want. Maybe it’s the maternal instinct or an overload of hormones…some people want to get their hair chopped off and I want yet another animal? Maybe it’s because I really NEED to be in control of something in my life right now while everything else feels like it’s tumbling around my feet. Maybe.
But, I swear…I don’t really want another dog. Not right now. Nope.
Okay…maybe a little…
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Comments
Tara R.
If you’re going to get a dog, that one is a real cutie.
raino
yup. you want a dog. they’re work. but they’re worth it.
A Whole Lot of Nothing
Before you run out and buy one, I’ve got two I’ll send to you. I’ll even pay for shipping, I mean the flight. They may not be big dogs, but combined they weight at least 40 lbs. Really. I’ll send them tomorrow. Along w/ their smelly asses.
Rachel - A Southern Fairytale
If in two months you still can’t stop thinking about a dog, wanting one, imagining it, wanting to clean up it’s poop and buy it food and take it to the vet and get it shots and… oh wait, that’s all the negative stuff, want to feel it’s licking, it’s eternal, pure love and unabashed joy and acceptance…
then buy a plant.
just kidding. then maybe buy a dog. maybe.
Hockeyman
Just make sure you get it from the humane society and not a puppy mill. Dogs rule, smelly asses and all.
Huckdoll
Awww, I say go for it. That lil guy is way to adorable not to. I’m a condo dweller, but the second I get a house, it’s going to be full of doggies!
Kim
hehehe..I know the outcome now.. hehehe..see slackers really do have some advantages sometimes..lol
Webdesi3
LOL! I LOVE it!!! But seriously, don’t get a dog!
She was a Golden Retiever, just like Marley from the book…mental!
I had the same dilemma 2 years ago, but we got the dog! And I loved her, and I couldn’t stand her!
Unfortunatly, she had no hips, and had to be put down 3 months ago because of the pain she had, and I was sad, but I got my house back!
Dog’s are a love-hate thing, you can love them but you hate what they do to your life!
The decission is yours!