I find myself once again struggling with the question of whether a dog we are fostering, in this case Jewel, is the one for our family. And I’m trying to figure out if it’s her or I am just ready to have a dog of my own to train with and hang with for longer than a few days or weeks.
She doesn’t look like the dog I see myself with for the long run. Then again neither was Tippi. I want a Pittie type, a smushy face like Princess, or my original preferred breed – a Chow Chow. Jewel is long and lanky and probably looks pretty funny walking with chubby ol’ me.
Her face is so expressive and that pleading look for affection makes my heart melt – and that long, tail whipping back and forth to tell you how happy she is. I get a little wistful when I think about her being adopted and therefore I don’t want to promote her like I have the others. I know that’s wrong, though.
And then I start thinking about all the other dogs I won’t be able to save ‘cause I have her and I start fretting about how to convince C to accept more than one dog in the house at a time.
I think I’m just being a mopey girl looking for some cheese – to go with all this whine. Maybe I just need to take some quality time with Jewel his weekend and see how I feel then.
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