I think we are creeping closer and closer to being a pet owning family again.. Hubby and I each had dogs when we got married, but old age and illness took them from us a few years back. And while Hubby and I loved our dogs, we have also loved the freedom of no pets to consider when planning camping trips, have loved not cleaning up dog poop in the yard, and the lack of hair in the house.
But I think those days are coming to an end.
Caitlyn, and often Sue, have been begging for a dog for months. We have put them off during that time by telling them they have to learn to keep their room clean before we consider adding a dog.
Well, guess what…there room is not always clean, but they are doing much better..and they have stopped fighting me over cleaning their room when I mention in needs to be done.
Today they cleaned it all on their to hold a funeral…for Caitlyn’s firefly that passed away at the hand, er foot, of someone in our household. They have cleaned their room and are making invitations to the service.
Yeah, the whole thing is weird, but I am thinking it is time for a pet with a little more staying power than a firefly. And we are not cat people. Or hamster people. And fish just don’t last. That leaves us with…a dog.
And now for more parameters.
I am not a big dog person. I consider black labs big. I grew up with, and had, a dachshund. They are cute and small, but can be picky about children. But that is the kind of dog hubby is thinking he would like for our next pet go-around.
I would like something that doesn’t really shed. My cousin has this amazing golden labradoodle that is small, affectionate, patient with kids, and doesn’t shed.
So much to consider—like that whole cleaning up poop in the yard…yuck…but I think the day of reckoning is coming quickly…and honestly it is more fun to consider than our current presidential race, so I guess I will continue to think upon these things…