We are in absolute hell. We are dog sitting for friends who have a very young “teacup maltisse”, which is basically a guinea pig that barks. When I say “bark”, that is the polite way of saying it. “Yelps like a spawn of hell” is the more accurate way of saying it. And it likes to do that the most between the hours of 12 and 5 am. Good times. Oh yeah, and it’s still learning to be potty trained, which is the polite way of saying “it craps on our floor”.Â
Upside? Katy doesn’t want a dog any more.
Some would say this is training for what’s ahead with a kid, but I beg to differ. First off, I’m going to love my kid. So, there is a huge difference right there. Secondly, I’ve heard babies cry and scream and nothing comes close to the bone piercing yelp from this dog. Thirdly (?), my mindset will be different about it, since I’ve made the conscious decision to make the kid. Sounds weird, but it’s easier to deal with hell when you know it was your choice to be there. At least for me. Fourthly, I hate dogs. Way more than I hate babies (side note: as it turns out, I kind of like babies, surprising… well, at least I like Ellie Netherton/Hall).
Ok, the dog is cute looking. Really cute looking. When it sits and chills (of every 24 hours, that seems to be 10 minutes), it’s adorable. Is it worth the rest of the time? Absolutely not. Not even almost. If I ever were forced to buy a dog, I would insist on an adult (or young adult, if there is such an age for dogs) that is already trained. I say ’sit’, it does; maybe plays fetch, maybe gets me the paper, maybe doesn’t crap wherever it wishes, that kind of thing.
To end this with something funny and continue the kid talk, I have to add this in… got a funny note from Waldner today…
Lynn got a free Pedometer in the mail the other day. On a whim she decided to put it on Mela this morning. She put it on her at 8:00 AM and by 10:00 AM she had already logged….2,920 steps (in the house, between two rooms!)
I bet the dog logs more. It takes four hundred steps when it moves three feet. Though, it does it at the speed of light and with a poo trail following it.
Glad you like Ellie, she was really digging you too. And you’re right, when you make the choice, everything is a bit easier to take…but you’ll probably still see some poo trails.
Warning: Katy will quickly forget she doesn’t want a dog. Which leads to, my son Ian sometimes forgets he likes a food he has tried and then refuses to eat it. I found if I get him on video saying how much he likes a food, I can play it back later when he forgets he likes it, and he is like, “oh, okay I guess I do like it”. I am going to assume you know what I am suggesting you do about the dog.
hahaha, that’s a great idea. i’ve thought a lot about video taping things like that, even with myself. it seems having real proof of how you thought before would be a good thing, though humbling at times.