I got Hawkeye for Kevin's birthday in 2005. Within a couple of months, he was my dog. I didn't plan for that. I don't want to take him out at 5 in the morning. I don't want to clean up dog hair. I want to yell at someone else when he eats my plant, then pukes green on the floor. I didn't want a dog, but I had one. And I love him. He's the best dog I ever had.
Early last year, Keith (a work friend of Kevin's) said that they'd soon have puppies to get rid of. There would soon be an accidental litter of half Chihuahua/half Jack Russell pups that needed homes. I said, "NO WAY!" I didn't want a puppy, and sure as HELL didn't want THAT mix! Jack Russells are hyper as heck, and Chihuahua's are quivering little yippy dogs. Hell no!
Well, Kevin kept bringing it up, so we visited a few weeks after they were born. Kevin REALLY wanted one, and one stood out. Most were white with tan spots, or tan with white spots, but then there was Lucy. She was black and white and tan, and just cute as could be. I still didn't want her, though. We're too busy and absent to raise a puppy, I don't have the patience, and I only like big, slobbery dogs. No Way!
When she was 6 weeks old, we brought her home, LOL! Kevin REALLY wanted her, and it was his birthday again, so I reluctantly agreed. I was honest from the start: I will NOT clean up messes. I will NOT house break her. I will NOT put up with hyper, annoying antics. I will NOT be responsible for ANY portion of her care.
Yeah, you can guess how that went. Lucy prefers to sleep on MY lap, because I have the comfy fleece blanket. Lucy sleeps against my legs at night. Lucy lets ME know when she needs something. I'm cleaning the porch as often as Kevin (that's where she lives and "goes" during the day, while we're at work), and I'm feeding her daily. I insist she gets a doggie cookie for coming in from outside, so she doesn't run away.
When I go to work in the morning, I pick her up to put her on the back porch. She lays her head against my chest and gives me the sad eyes. "Mom, please don't go to work today. I get so lonely out there." I almost cry, as I melt at her cute little face. She has more personality than any dog I've ever met, and can relate whatever message she wants, with just a look.
I took her to the vet this morning, to get "fixed". I do NOT need unexpected puppies around here. Hawkeye was due for shots and a grooming, too, so I dropped them both off shortly before 8. Lucy puked in my back seat, and I didn't even get mad at her. I was late to work, cleaning my car, but it's not her fault, right?
As the lady took them back and put them in the kennels, I heard Lucy start to cry and whine. I almost cried. I did NOT want to like this dog, let alone LOVE her! Kevin picked up Hawkeye tonight, but Lucy can't come home until tomorrow morning. I will be there, waiting, when they open. I'm sad and lonely without her silly games.
Who signed me up for this? NO MORE DOGS for Kevin's birthdays. PERIOD. I'm NOT doing this again. I've always wanted a Shelty like the one I used to have, or maybe a lab again. I think it'd be fun if we got a....
ACCKKKK! Stop me! I just miss my baby girl. :(
9 comments:
oh i love this entry and how those loveable lil things drag us in with just a look and your hooked i miss my dog had to give her up with the divorce couple years ago..i have cats and they are much more a pain in neck and more destructive as far as im concerned with mine anyways ...love yah and god bless you all
I remember soon after we found Scampi I thought he had gone missing. I cried while looking for him and I called and called. Dumb dog was sound asleep in the house!
After we adopted a stray that lived 12 wonderful years, we lost her to a canine form of MS (I still tear up). I said NO MORE DOGS...2 weeks later we came home with a Boxer puppy! He is 'dumber that a box of rocks', but I love him. I know what you mean, I guess we are just softies when it comes to animals and they know it.
June
Too late!! You are a big-hearted person who loves animals. There's no known cure. Until your dying day you will have unwanted hair on everything you own and you will hear barking, snorting, barfing, constant jangling of tags on the collars, etc. There will be smells and messes. Welcome to our support group, Rach.
Love,
Russ
Haaa...you're going to end up like me...3 dogs and more on the back burner....LOL Don't fight it, girl.. :-P
~Amy
so glad that you are a dog lover!
as for lucy on the porch while you are gone, have you thought of leaving a radio on (kind of low) to keep her company? an old throw pillow that smells like you for her to curl up with? I have cats and I baby them like you wouldn't believe.
Kathy
I have not had a pet that was to be my own in the 23 years Pete and I have been married, yet.......yeah, most of his and the kids animals worm their way into my heart just like Lucy has you and I often feel I love them more then thier person. - Barbara
Phhhhhhttttt! You are nice, and sweet and have a big heart, so of course you fall in love with all the little critters! It's a running joke here on the farm that I have sucker stamped on my forehead. Every dog/cat/tortoise on the place seems to know where to come for a quick pat and a treat. Luckily Morgan isn't a jealous little girl!
Face it, you might as well join the rest of us who don't feel an outfit is complete without some dog/or cat hair on it! LOL!
ohhhh this was a cute story. I'm glad she she stolen your heart.
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