My friends got a puppy today.
We’re not getting a dog.
The kids have been vocalizing their desire for a dog for about two years now.
We have explained that we don’t have the time to put into a puppy right now. Or even a mature dog. We just don’t have the time. And they aren’t exactly cheap, either. Moving right along…
I’ve been sick for a few days now. It didn’t start to hit me real good until Christmas, and even then I guess the splendor of giggles and squeals and the soft glow of candles and the candy canes had me distracted.
So anyway, I’ve been feeling yucky for a couple days. Yesterday, I was just plain tired. So I took a two hour nap. Then I cleaned the bathrooms.
Today, I did nothing. Not. One. Thing.
Except I did spend several hours googling beagles and pugs.
I read quite a lot about what the best breed of dog for our family is. Even though we’re not getting a dog.
I think the final decision about what type of dog we’re not getting lies between a pug and a beagle. Somewhere in the search, I thought about puggles. And I googled that, and became convinced that I would just be getting overcharged for a mutt. The puggles I saw were a minimum of $1000. That is one THOUSAND. For a mutt. Though they are rather darling, I decided that was probably not the route I wanted to take.
Which leaves me with the pug, and the beagle. Now, the beagle is my fave, except that from what I have read, they are slightly stubborn, and I’ve got all the stubborn I need around here. And also, not the easiest to housebreak. And I’m not a fan of eau de pee on the carpets.
And the pug? Well the pug has some health concerns. One of them is respiratory, and they tend to snore. I also have all the “snore” I need around here already. But I can overlook the snoring. There is, however, one other little problem with the pug. And that is the tail. I don’t like the fact that it’s tail curls up, and leaves the bung (sorry, the only other appropriate word I could think of was sphincter) exposed. I don’t think I want to see a bung.
So I just don’t know what to do about this. This is highly important, you know. Because like I said, we’re not getting a dog.
But if we were getting a dog, I wish we could just get a lab. But The Man has said N.O. to that. And he’s right…we couldn’t handle a lab right now. Way too much on our plate already.
So back to my original point of I-did-nothing. I spent hours searching for the dog we’re not getting.
I’d like a dog.
Someday, I’d really, really like one. Just not quite yet.