Today our friend who owns a small dog and six cats alerted us to the availability of a six-month old toy poodle. Completely free, with all vaccinations etc.
Well, let me say that it was a temptation. The cuteness factor is + plus + = >. It was a foregone conclusion, right?
But then I got to thinking . . . walks . . . every day. Rain or sleet or shine. Arguments over who should walk the dog this time. Bath . . . every week. See previous sentence. Vet bills. Accidents. Small, dependent animal that can't communicate beyond . . . barking.
It came down to the wire, even to the point that I had a name for this dog: "Blackie." But when I actually had to make the decision, I thought for a moment and said . . . "Nah."
I adopted 2 ten week old mutt puppies last Saturday: Hildegard and Groa. Accidents every 10 minutes. Walks for 5 minutes every 2 or 3 hours to try to avoid accidents. $50 worth of pee pads. Carrying up and down the stairs. Peeing on the leash. Scratches. Falling off the deck. Getting slapped upside the head by the male cat Gustaf. Terrified female cat Sandy hiding under the bed. Chewing a shoe to pieces.
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Worth it?
Absolutely!
You must have nerves of steel and the patience of a saint!
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