So, I may be getting a dog. I'm not pushing either way about this, but it's kind of weird how it worked out so if I get the dog, I'll figure it was Meant To Be and if I don't get the dog, I won't get a dog at all. Not yet, anyway.
Friday afternoon at work I found my thoughts meandering, as they do (usually at work), and I remembered that before I got my Newfoundland dog Jasper, who died at the end of 2008, I was thinking about getting a standard poodle. I don't know why it popped into my head then, but I thought about it for a while and thought, "Well, I can't get a dog now because I'm not home enough. Maybe in the future when my work schedule changes and I don't have to be gone over twelve hours every Tuesday."
Saturday at work I mentioned in passing to my coworker that I was thinking of getting a dog eventually. "What kind?" he asked me, and I said, "A poodle. One of the big standard poodles, not a little one."
And he said, "My sister-in-law has a standard poodle she might need a home for soon."
What are the odds? Anyway, the dog in question is a girl not quite one year old, with a good personality and a brown-tipped white coat, but who is driving her owner wild with her puppyish way of chewing everything to pieces. I remember when Jasper went through his final adolescent chewing phase. He liked to destroy hardback books. But after about six months he pretty much stopped chewing entirely except for chew toys and treats.
So I may get a dog. If it works out. If I do, I'll have to figure out what to do with the dog on Tuesdays.
6 comments:
I hope it works out, either way you decide. Personally, I'd suggest getting your work figured out before you take on the responsibility of having a pet at home.
Richard is too sensible and not too fond of dogs. You could literally ride a standard poodle off into the sunset. Then we could spin an epic tale around you and you wouldn't have to worry about the job. Duh. He doesn't think these things through.
Richard--Yeah, that's why I'm not pushing it. If it happens, good; if not, no problem. I did start my new job search today, though.
Tara--Hehe, that would be a pretty good story, but it would have to be a very big poodle.
Jobses cool, precioussss.... You know what I think, but I love you no matter what you do.
A lady on my street has a HUGE standard poodle that stands up in the window and looks like a weird person. The first time I saw it I almost peed my pants. I hope you get one, if it works out.
They're very intelligent dogs, too. Unlike poor old Jasper, who was as sweet as possible but kind of dumb.
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