Save me from myself
So I've been obsessing on getting that lapdog I'd originally wanted when I adopted Jack. I don't know why, but its been really driving me. Maybe because he's growing so big (38# and barely 6 mos). So I've been looking on petfinder and craigslist.
In terms of temperment, I'm looking for a Rat Terrier (possibly Fox), poodle, and/or maltese personality. The mellow maltese, not the chihuahua like maltese. All I care about are the size and personality. Don't yell at me: this is with my understanding that temperment is a huge umbrella and personalities vary widely; I use that like a filter and make my judgements when I meet an animal.
I found a Shih Tzu Poodle mix. I looked up Shih Poos, I talked to the owner. I'm going to meet her this afternoon. She's young, 7mos old. Tori is in charge of feeding, partially because we know it gives her a certain station with the dogs. She also does much of the grooming. I may even let her bathe the little dog. We make the kids work and interact with the dogs daily to keep the kids dominant and the relationship positive. So I'm not so worried about her becoming possessive of me.
I think I'm over thinking this, aren't I? Then why do I get the pangs (guilt? Fear I'm moving too fast? Excitement?) when I think of it? I don't know. I can always say no. I know I'll love whatever (whomever?) I get. Look at Jack, he's all up in my heart. Silly boy. What a mess he is! And I know whatever animal lives with me is getting a sweet deal. My religious convictions dictate that they are equal to us under natural law and need to be treated with respect. (I won't get into a discussion about vegetarianism vs omnivorism, though.) So they get everything they need to live, including tons of love and a sense of security.
The name, though, will have to go. The foofy girlie crap stays.
In fact, I'll post doggie pics all 'round.
Oh, while we're on pets, my crabbies had a few casualties but the survivors are doing well, as we set up a series of little ways to see if they were getting up and eating at night, and Eric caught them in the act! They were partying at 0300.
In terms of temperment, I'm looking for a Rat Terrier (possibly Fox), poodle, and/or maltese personality. The mellow maltese, not the chihuahua like maltese. All I care about are the size and personality. Don't yell at me: this is with my understanding that temperment is a huge umbrella and personalities vary widely; I use that like a filter and make my judgements when I meet an animal.
I found a Shih Tzu Poodle mix. I looked up Shih Poos, I talked to the owner. I'm going to meet her this afternoon. She's young, 7mos old. Tori is in charge of feeding, partially because we know it gives her a certain station with the dogs. She also does much of the grooming. I may even let her bathe the little dog. We make the kids work and interact with the dogs daily to keep the kids dominant and the relationship positive. So I'm not so worried about her becoming possessive of me.
I think I'm over thinking this, aren't I? Then why do I get the pangs (guilt? Fear I'm moving too fast? Excitement?) when I think of it? I don't know. I can always say no. I know I'll love whatever (whomever?) I get. Look at Jack, he's all up in my heart. Silly boy. What a mess he is! And I know whatever animal lives with me is getting a sweet deal. My religious convictions dictate that they are equal to us under natural law and need to be treated with respect. (I won't get into a discussion about vegetarianism vs omnivorism, though.) So they get everything they need to live, including tons of love and a sense of security.
The name, though, will have to go. The foofy girlie crap stays.
In fact, I'll post doggie pics all 'round.
Oh, while we're on pets, my crabbies had a few casualties but the survivors are doing well, as we set up a series of little ways to see if they were getting up and eating at night, and Eric caught them in the act! They were partying at 0300.