Our friends just got a new puppy last Friday. He is adorable.
I have spent the last 5 days researching puppies of my desired breed online. I have nearly convinced myself I want one.
It was only two weeks ago when I remarked to the mom across the street, also a single mom, that I didn’t know how she handled her three kids, two cats and a dog, as I was barely holding on myself.
Joey, our chinchilla, is just not a satisfying pet. He’s low maintenance, but he’s low reward too. I’m starting to wonder what the heck the point is.
My “first child” was a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel I sort of inherited when a relationship ended. He was the best. Dog. Ever. I know everyone says that about their dog, but he even won over professed dog haters. My step-mother often said he would be the perfect dog if only he didn’t shed (she and my dad called him their granddog). I’m pretty sure he was really some sort of mutt, but his looks and personality were textbook Cavalier.
Well, in today’s age of designer breeds, they do make a Cavalier that doesn’t shed! The breed I’ve been focusing on primarily is the Cavachon which is a cross with a Bichon Frise. I’ve also seen Cavapoo (cross with poodle) and Cavanese (cross with Havanese). Given the allergies we deal with, a “hypoallergenic” dog is a necessity.
Of course as soon as the girls got wind that I was even thinking about this, they have been all over me. I said a few months ago I’d think about it when Belle starts first grade, which is in two more years. But I find myself thinking more and more about it now. And yet, I can’t help thinking that I’m really just getting caught up in our friend’s excitement and that the novelty would wear off soon. Like it has with Joey.
Except a dog can give so much more.
I either need the sense knocked in or out of me. Any takers?