Where is my dog?
I have been searching for a dog. I didn't think it would be these hard. I made my third visit to the Humane Society today. There were several that I thought were cute, but then you read the little bio on them and they are jumpers, or diggers or don't like kids or need a home where someone one is home all the time. Also, most of them are so damn big that I can't picture them in my house either.
It is a very serious decision picking a dog. I left today just not feeling "it" with any of them.
I'm a little sad. I was hoping to come home with a companian today.
My alternative is to purchase a puppy which there are millions of in the paper. But being gone 9 hours a day with a puppy is just redicilous.
I just want a happy, tail wagging, sleep by me, kind of dog that knows how to sit, lay down and pee outside. That's not too much to ask is it?
Well, I am determined, so it won't be long. Living alone just isn't working for me anymore, and my best option at this point is a dog. They cause you less grief than humans.
jb