So if you know me at all you know I've been sweetly asking begging for a dog for a while FOREVER.
If I come to your house, and you have a dog, watch out. I will instantly fall in love with it and try to put it in my trunk and take it home. It's a pretty well known fact that I love alllll kinds of dogs. Big ones. Little ones. Fluffy ones. Stinky ones. Ya know... all kinds of dogs.
Josh loves dogs too but we all know that he is the responsible one. So whenever I talked about getting a dog for our teeny tiny apartment with a HUGE pet deposit fee... he kindly declined. Until last weekend, for an unknown reason, Josh out of the blue decided he wanted a dog! YIPPIE! So I was checking Craigslist every 5 seconds looking for puppies for a low cost when low and behold a FREE listing popped up on my screen! Attached was this photo:
This 10 month old pup is a Husky/Border Collie mix! And she was potty trained and FREE.
I showed Josh and he agreed that she could possibly be our dog! I emailed back and forth with the girl and agreed to meet up about 20 minutes away. We met at a gas station and this dog jumps out of a big ole pick up. Holding her leash is a full blown Texas sweetheart. Wranglers, boots, rodeo shirt with rhinestones. She tells us about this dog and we make small talk for a little bit, (including the part where I embarrassed Josh by saying something along the lines of the dog curing baby fever) and then she says, "So do you want to take her home today or did you just want to meet her?"
Me and Josh looked at each other and agreed that she wasn't attacking us or barking or anything so, why not?! Sure! We'll take this dog home! So that was that! We drove away parents of a beautiful pup who fell asleep on the way home.
We went to Petco and spent our life savings on dog food, a leash, toys, bones, treats, a crate, etc. As soon as we got home she laid down on the floor and didn't move. We figured that we were going to have it easy with such a chill pup but also realized she was probably a little depressed.
Then came bedtime.
We put her in her crate, which took approximately half an hour, and she proceeded to bark her head off. We decided this would not go over well with our surrounding neighbors so we let her sleep on our bedroom floor. About this time, I began to get really stressed out. Like really stressed. Sweating. Rambling. I thought of every worst case scenario. Josh was a gem. He said it was fine if I didn't want to keep her. That it was okay and not to feel bad. I sent a text to the girl we got her from just telling her that we were having problems with her barking and I was worried about leaving her when we went to work. She was so awesome and told me it was not a big deal if we couldn't keep her and that she would take her back. I told her I would text her the next day and let her know how it was going.
The dog did fine all night and slept like a baby. So did Josh. But I did not. I was up every hour. On the hour. Freaking out. Thinking about going to work and leaving the dog barking. What if she had to go to bathroom? What if she barked so loud and long that she threw up? And then she was trapped in her crate with throw up? And what about when we want to go out to dinner? And then we have to go home and check on the dog and let it outside to go to the bathroom. And what about the middle of the night bathroom breaks? We live in an apartment complex. That means we would have to get fully dressed and put on shoes and put her on a leash and walk outside and find a patch of grass where she can do her business. In the middle of the night. In the dark. In the rain? In the snow? And then money popped in my head. Vet bills?!?!?!? Oh gosh. She wasn't fixed yet so we would need to do that. But what if something went wrong and it turned out to be hundreds of thousands of dollars. And when I wasn't awake thinking about it I was dreaming about it. Dreaming about having to leave work on my lunch break to check on the dog. I couldn't do it.
Josh got up at 6 and I said, I'm texting her. I can't do it. Are you mad?? Oh my gosh are you mad? I'm so sorry!!!!!!!!!!
Of course he wasn't because he's amazing.
So I send this poor girl a text at 6:30 in the morning and say we can't keep her. She was super awesome and agreed to meet up again.
PS: I forgot to mention that this dog did not go to the bathroom or eat the entire time we had her. Weird. Depressed, I tell ya.
So that's that.
I may or may not have cried multiple times in that (less than) 24 span. But I did come home to a clean house and I got back my $90 for the crate. However I do still have a bag of dog food and accessories.. if you're interested.
Oh and for your information this dog cured my baby fever AND puppy fever. For now.
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