I've been out of commission thanks to other projects and...our new puppy. I have a dog now, my first dog ever.
I've always been a cat person, and taking on a dog been an adjustment. In a good way, but an adjustment nonetheless. Cats only need you when they're hungry, but a puppy needs you ALL THE TIME. And I work at home, so.
The kids have been asking -- no, begging -- for a dog. For years. Pleeeeaaaaase? It will be so much fun to have a dog. We will help with the dog, too!
After awhile, as a parent, you begin to think that yes, it might be really nice to have a dog. How hard could it be to adopt a four-month old puppy that isn't potty trained, anyway?
Bringing a new puppy home is not unlike adjusting to life with a potty-training toddler. I know, I know: please don't compare dogs to children, you're being incredibly trite in addition to getting my nerves. And you've only been back at this blogging thing for two minutes. We thought you were finally gone forever, too!
But our puppy is at doggy camp for a few hours basking in the warm company of other high-energy mutts, which gives me a window of precious time to remember how to think. Enjoy this time, they grow up so fast!
Here is a picture of our rescue dog, Lucy. Who's a happy girl!? You're a happy girl!
Don't get me wrong; I adore our puppy, who is turning one next week. She is always so full of joie de vivre and jerky snacks. I'm happy she's a part of our family. She has turned into an adolescent who occasionally questions my authority, but she is a joy. She will lay at my feet now, and nap while I sit and type.
But it's taken some months to get to this place. And part of it is my own fault, since I'm an overly-conscientious pet parent and an unrepentant pet pleaser. My advice? Rescuing a puppy is highly worthwhile, and you won't regret it. In the short term, however, you might find it upends your regularly-scheduled programming. Especially if you work from home. Make sure the kids (if you have kids) do their fair share.
And if your bewildered-looking co-worker bounds into work on a Monday morning and says, "I adopted a puppy over the weekend and that's why I'm a few minutes late to work," please don't roll your eyes. Your colleague's re-calibration in the face of the enormous responsibility they've just taken on is real. They're doing a great thing for a pet in need. Just ask to see a photo of the pup, because your co-worker has undoubtedly taken more than a few.
Now that I've thrown this blog a bone, I hope to be back. Just as soon as I buy more dog food. Woof.