It’s true. I want a puppy. What began as a fun idea has turned into a bit of an obsession lately, as I’ve been browsing the Internet, looking at pictures of all these furry little bundles of joy. I’ve narrowed my search to non-shedding or low-shedding breeds and am really drawn to Schnauzers and certain types of Terriers (check out this adorable Soft-Coated Wheaten Terrier – image courtesy of here).
Shane is resistant to the idea, to say the least, and I really can’t argue when he says that it isn’t fair to expect a dog to be cooped up alone for 10 hours a day while we’re at work, but, selfish as it sounds, I WANT A PUPPY! I’ve looked at other pet alternatives, but cats are out of the question, since Shane and several of our friends are allergic, and I’ve never been cut out for cat lady-hood anyhow. Goldfish are no fun, hamsters are too rodent-like, and those robot-dogs have lost their novelty. I love the thought of having a little tail-wagging pup waiting for us when we get home in the evenings. I even don’t mind the thought of having to walk him daily, rain or shine. I’ve always envied all of those proud dog-owners that do their regular loops around Seward Park. Now, the thought of dog poop on the carpet or chewed-up furniture scares me a little, but I’m hopeful that with the right training, we can avoid too many of those disasters. Yes, I’ve got it all figured out, minus the whole working 40+ hours a week thing… So, what to do? Be patient, I guess. Wait until we have a house with a fenced-in yard or until one of us isn’t working full-time. In the meantime, I’ll have to content myself with my pathetic bouts of Internet puppy-stalking. *Sigh.*