I have always liked dogs. I have fond memories of bathing with my German Sheppard, CC. When she was small, my dad kept her in the bathroom. So every time I went in to take a bath, I’d let CC hop into the tub with me. CC was probably the cleanest puppy in the neighborhood. I, on the other had, was worst smelling kid in kindergarten. I smelled like a wet dog for goodness sakes.
Eventually, as CC got bigger, my dad put her in the back yard. Occasionally, I would go there to play with her. But she was a little too friendly… she liked jumping on me. Neither CC nor I realized that a hundred pound energetic German Sheppard and an equally energetic 45 pound kindergartener was the perfect mixture for broken arm, chipped tooth, or badly bruised torso. Luckily for me, my parents realized this and CC stayed outside and I stayed in.
Today, I am the proud pet owner of two pups, a Jack Russell Terrier and a standard size Poodle. They are not really pups anymore. They are both 3 years old now (21 in doggy years)… but I call them pups because they are still my babies.
However, my patience is easily worn that is why I would have never imagined myself being a dog owner. And not only do I have one dog, but I have two. It is still hard for me to believe. But I tell you, this pet owning business can be difficult. It took me a long time to work my way to dogs. Over the past ten years, I have been responsible for quite a few animals.
My first go at it was with fish. I bought my son a 15 gallon tank for his 5th birthday. I thought filling it with 30 colorful fish would look pretty. And it did, for all of about 12 hours. Then the water turned black and the fish began floating to the top. Nobody explained to me the mechanics of fish. It was not my intention to become a mass fish murderer over night, but that is kind how it played out.
Then I tried it again with a frog. It was a cute little albino frog. Long story short, he is buried in yard next to the fish.
My next attempt… a turtle. I saw a tiny (not as big as an Oreo cookie) turtle walking across the road. Surely, he would have gotten run over by a car the way he was slow poking across the street. I figured I’d take him home to save him. Long story short, he probably would have done better if I had taken him off the road and sat him in the grass… because he too, is buried next to the fish.
We had a lizard, and a few more fish… Patsy and Lazlo, Lilo and Stitch, and even had a Hannah and a Montana. All dead, dead, dead. Ok so my track record is not the best… which why when I brought up the idea of getting a dog loud gasps of shock filled the room.
But despite my family’s fears, I have done well with my pups. I have given up my old life as pet-slaughterer and now I am a puppy spoiler. And there is no better way to spoil a pup than stocking up on goodies at PetSmart.
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