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I blame myself.
There was an ad in a local magazine asking people to either adopt a greyhound or help take them out on walks.
Stuart loves greyhounds so I showed it to him. One of the pictures is a Santa’s Little Helper look alike with huge brown eyes.
Stuart looked at it. “Ohhh!”
“Maybe we could volunteer to walk them.”
“Ohhh!”
“They have a Wimbledon branch.”
“Ohhhhhhh.”
“Sweetie?”
“But then we would want to take one home.”
“We can’t take one home. We can’t have pets and we don’t have a garden.”
I wish we could adopt a dog. I miss having a fuzzy. What was great about my cats was you could leave them alone all day, go out for dinner and they’re okay as long as they have food and water and a clean litter box. Sure they may not be happy with you that you weren’t there worshiping them, but they will be ok.
Dogs, you can’t leave alone in a flat for 12-15 hours unless you like everything chewed up and smelling of poo. Not unless you have a garden.
Yesterday Stuart decided we were going to adopt a greyhound.
“Honey our lease.”
“Leave that to me.”
“What does that mean?”
“What do you think it means?”
“I think you are just going to bring a dog in here when we aren’t supposed to have one.”
“Pffft.”
“And we don’t have a garden.”
“We’ll hire a dog walker.”
I did a quick bit of research and I found a walker in our area that charges ten quid an hour. Times that by five working days and you are talking about fifty quid a week.
All day long Stuart was making plans about the dog. I started to be a bit caught up in it and did some research online and looked at dog personals. But I just knew it would end badly.
“Honey, we would never be able to meet after work for dinner. We’d have to come home first to let the dog out. I think we should wait until of lease is up and then move into a flat with a garden. If you are willing to get a dog walker than you should be willing to pay an extra 200 pounds toward rent.”
“Okay. . .”
He looked like a little boy and I felt like a mean mom.
*This is a picture of Charlie. This is the doggie that I fell in love with looking at the pictures.
July 30th, 2007 at 9:20 pm
I soooooo miss having a dog. I’ve never gone this long without a dog before. And I do love my cat to bits and pieces… but I am a dog person at heart.