Yea, we got a pup just before Christmas. A gift from a niece for the boy. Gonna help him learn responsibility. Life long companion and all that. Someone to greet you at the door. Unh huh.
The pooch loves Mama. The pooch loves the boy, me too, but she REALLY loves mama. Follows mama EVERYWHERE. Jumps up on mama, grabs mama's cloths. Mama is not happy, mama is close to the end of her rope. close to losing it. One could argue that mama has lost it a couple of times. The dog owes me, I've saved her life, twice.
I love the dog, she's great. I can hang out with the dog all day, never a problem. Mama, 5 minutes, 10 tops, and she's screamin'. I don't know how much more I can take.
Now mama wants to get rid of the dog. Ouch! I say it's a lot easier to say NO in the beginning than to say GOODBYE later. I knew you'd ask and yes, I did speak up when I was asked BEFORE we got the dog. I said, "I don't want a dog, I don't think it's a good idea." I guess no one heard me. I could have been more emphatic I suppose but aren't we taught that "no" means "no"?
Update, the pooch is gone! Bud a bit of a stomach ache, me a full nights sleep, mama crying herself to sleep and second guessing herself all over the place. I really haven't noticed to much difference around here outside of that. I do miss patting the little thing she was always so grateful, and I do miss her dextrous front paws, they were just plain cool. I do not miss my on edge wife and being blamed for "everything", I don't miss that.
New rule, No Pets till we grow up! Yea right!
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