Dog Days
There is a show on Animal Planet about an organization that places dogs with appropriate owners. They screen the prospective families and then place the animals with the best fitting home. Logan is so desperate to have a dog that he has resorted to quietly sulking in front of this program daily.
For a long time now I have been saying that we need a dog. We have never had a dog. I usually am not a lover of indoor pets. Maybe this is just because they are not my own. One of the major factors to us not already having a dog is that every one we have thought of getting would cost a fortune from a breeder. None of us really wanted to just go pick up a dog from a shelter. We want to make sure the dog we get is child friendly and comes from a good place. I could not run the risk of rescuing a dog with more issues than me even. So we just haven't yet.
I am a bit worried about the idea of having a dog and not being able to go on trips. We don't travel that often though. We are home most every day, all day. We have plenty of love to give to a dog. Logan needs something or someone to bond with, a best friend. Watching my children envy all of the other pet owning children at Show and Tell at the park today only confirmed that I am probably the worst mother in the world for not having let them aquire pets.
I suggested that if we couldn't get a dog maybe we should get them something small and low maintenance, like the hermit crabs a couple of the little girls had today. It seems to be all the rage at the moment. I am not particularly fond of creepy crawlies though, nor am I fond of the rodent varieties. I dunno why but I am just not. Terry was not agreeing much with that whole hermit crab idea. One mom made a point about hermit crabs not being able to love you back like a dog can. This is true. Logan, especially, needs that bond boys have with their dogs.
So, the playing went on as usual. We let the pet issue go once again.
Then this afternoon Terry called me from work to ask me if I really wanted a dog. It seems there is a lady at work who just had a new baby and already has another dog and for whatever reason feels overwhelmed and really needs to find a good home for Fred, the three year old Beagle. Word has it that Fred is housebroken. Fred is pretty darn cute in the picture Terry sent me. I think I like Fred already. We are going to meet Fred and his family this evening. Fred just may spend the weekend at Casa Eaton for a trial run. We'll see.
We have been reading up on all things Beagle. I think that Logan will have met his match. I am not sure how the girls will react to an excited energetic dog. You could not even begin to imagine Logan's excitement. If, for some reason, we don't end up with Fred, Logan will be crushed. Being the momma is so hard sometimes.
Posted by gwendolyn on October 10, 2003 at 09:42 PM