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I am in serious danger of bringing home a dog soon.
Now. There are a lot of good reasons to get a dog. Someone to go on walks with! (I don't have to keep walking to the grocery store if I have a Reason to just go walking.) Companionship and cuddles! Slightly more protection against home burglary! Save a sad-eyed hound from a sad end! (The animal shelter does its best, but still euthanizes a lot of animals.) Keep the cats from getting too complacent!
And I don't think I'd be a terrible dog owner. I mean well, and I am surrounded by enough people who really know dogs that my friends would beat me over the head if I did anything terribly negligent. I mean to take the dog for walks twice a day, go through basic obedience training at the pet store, and buy proper equipment. Responsible stuff.
But...there are a lot of reasons not to get a dog. All that barfing. All that shedding. All that doggy smell everywhere. Occasional accidents in the house. Freaking out the cats. Other acts of minor (well, hopefully minor) destruction. Really and truly needing to take the dog on a walk twice a day, no matter the weather. More complicated pet-sitting arrangements. More vet bills and pet equipment expenses. Needing to refence portions of the back yard to be proof against a rather spry older German Shepherd.
...because. Uh. I did kinda meet this adorable eight-year-old shepherd mix at the shelter today. She loves curling up on couches, I gather, because she leapt onto every bench we passed and happily curled up beside someone there once given a chance. Her paperwork says she's house-trained, and good with cats and other dogs, and not too bad on the leash, and medium to low energy...
I don't know. Maybe I'm letting the whole OH MY GOD ADORABLE DOGGY thing sweep me away. Possibly I should be concentrating on academics instead of canines, y'know? But I admit I'm darn tempted.
ETA: I almost forgot. Picture! (I took many, but it's such a pain to move pictures from my phone to anywhere else.)
Now. There are a lot of good reasons to get a dog. Someone to go on walks with! (I don't have to keep walking to the grocery store if I have a Reason to just go walking.) Companionship and cuddles! Slightly more protection against home burglary! Save a sad-eyed hound from a sad end! (The animal shelter does its best, but still euthanizes a lot of animals.) Keep the cats from getting too complacent!
And I don't think I'd be a terrible dog owner. I mean well, and I am surrounded by enough people who really know dogs that my friends would beat me over the head if I did anything terribly negligent. I mean to take the dog for walks twice a day, go through basic obedience training at the pet store, and buy proper equipment. Responsible stuff.
But...there are a lot of reasons not to get a dog. All that barfing. All that shedding. All that doggy smell everywhere. Occasional accidents in the house. Freaking out the cats. Other acts of minor (well, hopefully minor) destruction. Really and truly needing to take the dog on a walk twice a day, no matter the weather. More complicated pet-sitting arrangements. More vet bills and pet equipment expenses. Needing to refence portions of the back yard to be proof against a rather spry older German Shepherd.
...because. Uh. I did kinda meet this adorable eight-year-old shepherd mix at the shelter today. She loves curling up on couches, I gather, because she leapt onto every bench we passed and happily curled up beside someone there once given a chance. Her paperwork says she's house-trained, and good with cats and other dogs, and not too bad on the leash, and medium to low energy...
I don't know. Maybe I'm letting the whole OH MY GOD ADORABLE DOGGY thing sweep me away. Possibly I should be concentrating on academics instead of canines, y'know? But I admit I'm darn tempted.
ETA: I almost forgot. Picture! (I took many, but it's such a pain to move pictures from my phone to anywhere else.)