OK, pick your jaws up off the floor, it isn’t what you think. After years of a dog-free life, after years of wavering between wanting a dog and loving the freedom that cat ownership provides, we finally bit.
I have been scouring Craigslist and our local rescue organizations for a rescue dog. Hus has a fond spot in his heart for the standard poodle (Coco was the family dog that moved with them to various countries over the years). I am a cat person who grew up with and tolerates dogs well. We now live in an area perfect for a dog, but in a tiny house that is already full with just us…2 adults and 2 cats. We have flirted with a couple of dogs, but each came with baggage that worried us. The dogs we owned in the past, when the kids were growing up, were springer spaniels. I don’t know if it was us or the dogs, but as loved as they were, both dogs turned out to be dogs with “issues”, both health and mental. So, dealing with an animal with already known issues just worried us. As I was doing my breed research, I happened across the aussiedoodle…a happy, non-shedding (ha!), non-barking, family-friendly dog. One thing led to another and we are now the proud owners of a bouncing baby boy mini aussiedoodle. He was born on Februrary 10th, has been family-raised and has been identified by a pet therapist to have good potential (we’re hoping this means he will be calm and friendly)…he will probably be 25 or so pounds fullgrown, which is smaller than any dog we’ve ever owned. He will be neutered next week and we will pick him up in early June. He comes with a name, which may or may not stay.
He is not a rescue dog. We wrestled with our consciences on this one. But I could just not get past the fact that this is the last dog we will ever own and I wanted to get off to what I determined would be the best start with this one. I do plan to make donations to our local rescue groups to help assuage our guilt. So, no more guilt.<G>
I’m afraid to share too much until he is actually in our hands, but: