Riley got fixed yesterday and is home now.
M. got a dog from the pound. We planned on that for a while now. Actually M wanted a “pointy nosed, prick eared, knee high” dog for a while, and I sort of cut in front by getting Riley when I did (who is a no-nosed, floppy-eared, toy-sized dog) ’cause a litter became available. So then we figured we’d wait ’till after the holidays and stuff, and every day practically, M has been hitting the pound website checking for dogs and this one came up.
I don’t know if it’s going to work out, but we hope it will. All I ask is that it’s housebroken and doesn’t try to hurt the cats and that it doesn’t bark 24/7.
So far he’s really sweet (we’re going w/ the name Nicky).
That’s it though, we’re DONE! No more. Now we each have our very own dog and cat. I have Riley and Sasha, and M. has Crystal and now Nicky.
No more! It’s almost too much as it is.
What’s hard though, is that M goes off to the office job 40+ hours a week while I’m left home to walk and entertain the TWO dogs. *I* don’t want two dogs, but somehow I end up having to walk and entertain two dogs.
But so long as the dogs can be trained and the new dog is well-behaved, things will be easier.