Oh, unsupportive husband....
Actually Keith is super supportive about pretty much anything. I occasionally consider telling him outlandish things like I want to be an astronaut just so I can watch as he plans out the steps it would take me to get there. From time to time though we do not see eye to eye. And sometimes, he's right.
So Baby Frances is a freak show. We all know it. But we love her so. After watching lots of Caser and doing online and book research, talking to dog trainers, the best I have come up with is getting Fran a backpack that will weigh her down and use up her energy so she doesn't try and kill our guests with love when people are over, or when she's out on a walk and someone says 'what a cute dog'. Apparently this will also help her feel useful and give her life more purpose. I don't know about that, she doesn't seem to be pining for the meaning of life....
In any case, I have been talking about this and doing some investigating into what kind would be best, and finally I ordered one from ebay with the help of a friend who has paypal. Then I told Keith. I had spoken to him about it before, but he was somewhat derisive. Once the product was on its way, things got a bit heated. Not like an actual 'fight', but fast and furious in an "I can't believe we're arguing about this..." way. Finally I broke him down enough that he clearly explained his hesitations.
He pointed out that human joggers occasionally wear wrist and ankle weights and go out for exercise. They are not wearing them to calm themselves down and give their lives more purpose. They are wearing them to bulk up! Why do we want our already 80 pounds of pure muscle bulldog to get stronger?
He has a point. But Caser can't be wrong! At least, not wrong to this degree of idiocy. So I am going ahead with the plan, and maybe Keith will get to say 'I told you so', and maybe I can invite my friends over without the fear of them being knocked to the ground and slobbered.
So Baby Frances is a freak show. We all know it. But we love her so. After watching lots of Caser and doing online and book research, talking to dog trainers, the best I have come up with is getting Fran a backpack that will weigh her down and use up her energy so she doesn't try and kill our guests with love when people are over, or when she's out on a walk and someone says 'what a cute dog'. Apparently this will also help her feel useful and give her life more purpose. I don't know about that, she doesn't seem to be pining for the meaning of life....
In any case, I have been talking about this and doing some investigating into what kind would be best, and finally I ordered one from ebay with the help of a friend who has paypal. Then I told Keith. I had spoken to him about it before, but he was somewhat derisive. Once the product was on its way, things got a bit heated. Not like an actual 'fight', but fast and furious in an "I can't believe we're arguing about this..." way. Finally I broke him down enough that he clearly explained his hesitations.
He pointed out that human joggers occasionally wear wrist and ankle weights and go out for exercise. They are not wearing them to calm themselves down and give their lives more purpose. They are wearing them to bulk up! Why do we want our already 80 pounds of pure muscle bulldog to get stronger?
He has a point. But Caser can't be wrong! At least, not wrong to this degree of idiocy. So I am going ahead with the plan, and maybe Keith will get to say 'I told you so', and maybe I can invite my friends over without the fear of them being knocked to the ground and slobbered.