Dog gone it, quit pestering me about a pet
"When can we have a dog?"
It's been easy to come up with excuses for saying "no" to that one.
- When Boots gets old enough to not chew on its tail.
- When you realize that, unlike your stuffed animals, it hurts a real dog when you throw it in the air or dance on it.
- When you're old enough to feed, clean and walk it, because I have all I can handle keeping the two-legged beings fed, cleaned and walked around here.
I could just say "Ask Dad," but that's a calculated risk. If his urges to give the guys whatever they want overrides his hostility to animals in the house, I could wind up sleeping with a St. Bernard. And the bed's already way more crowded some nights than it should be.
For about the past couple years, I've also been able to use the "Boots is afraid" rationalization. A neighbor's big ugly dog nipped him on the shoulder when he could barely toddle, so he has been a bit freaked out since.
Ay, but that's all changed now and I'm running out of excuses. Thanks a lot, Leeloo.
Leeloo is a shitzhu - a word that used to make me want to say "bless you" or express sympathy for gastrointestinal problems when someone said they had it - who came to live with friends of ours around Christmas.
She's a tiny little thing with tiny little teeth, though Boots still howls mightily if she nips at him. She's still a puppy, so she's prone to do that at times. When she's not running after someone in hopes of enticing them to play, she's pirouetting on her back legs like a tiny little ballerina. When she wears herself out, she'll curl on your lap and look up with those tiny little "love me" eyes.
She's near perfect from the adult perspective, too. Tiny little dog means tiny little, er, output. That's an asset because I'm lousy at potty training dogs and humans. She wouldn't take up much room in the bed, either, when she inevitably crowds in.
She's also gotten Boots past his fear of dogs, and for that I will be eternally grateful.
I just don't want one of her in the house yet. Someday, though, when the guys are capable of feeding, cleaning and walking her ...
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