Dog Gone
We had the pleasure of "Pennie Lane's" company for 10 days, during which the little bitch (literally, a female of the species) shat her way through every room in the place. Twice a day. This, despite the fact that we continually walked her.
So there'll be no dog in our home come the Spring. Because, after six straight years of cleaning up baby poop, I just ain't ready for dog shit. Not yet, anyway.
posted by bogusboobs at 5:24 PM
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we never had a dog... lotsa cats and an aviary because we bred budgies... but the unspoken rule in our house (in the good old days) was he 'did' the animals and I 'did' the children... suited me
I hear you on the cleaning up part! Our Abby is three years old, eats everything she comes across and spends most of her time vomiting on my carpets. This animal was not my idea (my mother thought we needed her and gave her to us)and I wonder why I am the only person in the house who can clean up after her. I am thinking about giving her back to my mother as a christmas gift!
I should mention (before the inevitable backlash) that my first pet was a German Shepherd, and that I've had dogs nearly all of my life. I'd just forgotten what a committment it is ...
Hee. Oh well, see, what you have to do is train the kids to clear up after the dog.
And the dog to clear up after the kids.
And both to clear up after the husband.
And then: paradise!
The 'gifts' Komando has been leaving around the house for me has me re-thinking the value of owning a dog. No one is around anymore to take care of him and give him the attention he needs...I rather feel sorry for him. But no one else wants him. I love him so much, but I'm also being terribly unfair to him. You're making a good decision with the 'no dog' policy. I quite understand.
I was enjoying a lovely walk the other day when.....squish.
It's everywhere.
well, yes, that part sucks. But the look on their face when you walk in the door (you're HOME, I feel alive again, come scratch my tummy, let me lick your nose, here, I'll get a toy, I'm bouncing and bounding in joy just to see you--I think a little (literal) shit is worth it for the gleeful unconditional love they give in return. When you stop to think about it in that light, it's not a totally horrific deal.
signed, the girl with the small child, the Border Collie, AND the baby cat (which makes everyone else's bowels Deeply Interesting to me, whether I like it or not)
If you change your mind I would be happy to send either Kirby or Max to you. :)
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