We want a dog. We’ve wanted a dog for quite some time actually, but at first K didn’t think it was a good idea. The kids and I began the wearing down process some time ago and had made considerable progress, but our last landlady didn’t allow pets. K promised that as soon as we were settled in our new location, we could get a dog. The kids and I took “settled in our new location” to mean as soon as we were in the same time zone as our future house.
I researched a few breeds that I thought might be a good match for our family. Of course we want a dog that plays well with children, being that we have children and all. I really want a dog that doesn’t shed. Our first practice dog was a black Labrador retriever, Whuffo. Whuffo was the greatest boy dog who ever lived on the face of the earth. The only thing that kept Whuffo from being perfect is the litter of fur puppies he produced daily that I had to sweep every fifteen minutes of the day. Oh, the shedding! Yes, a non-shedding, hypoallerginic dog would be ideal.
As a result of my dog research I have decided that the poodle –how can I say this delicately so as not to offend?–really “gets around” the neighborhood. Yes, apparently the bows and painted nails are the equivalent of fishnet stockings and micro-minis, because EVERYBODY in the dog world seems to have had the opportunity to get up close and personal with a member of the poodle family. Labradoodles, Golden Doodles,Weimardoodles…..Don’t believe me? Google it yourself! But one breed in particular caught my attention. Do you know what happens when a poodle falls in love with a schnauzer? They have baby schnoodles!! Schnoodles? Why my blog’s name is “Snoodlings,” don’t you know! But the dogs I saw online were specially bred dogs that cost anywhere from $400 to $700. We’d really rather adopt.
I went to Petfinder.com, because we want to adopt a dog who needs us as much as we want him/her. I scrolled through the list of dogs available in our area, and lo and behold! Two Schnoodles were available to adopt from a rescue center not too far from us! I called the contact number and arranged to meet the foster moms and the two dogs after church today at a Pet Smart in their town. They’re dogs are a precious brother and sister who are about six months old. The foster moms said that the dogs were the victims of abuse in the form of neglect. The dogs are shy but very affectionate. My kids love dogs of every size, shape, and variety and they immediately took to both dogs.
So now we have a dilemma (one of my favorite words to say but not one of my favorite things to have). The boys love the boy dog, Hobbes. The girl loves the girl dog, Calvin. (Apparently, they were unsure of Calvin’s gender when she was named.) The deal was that we were going to add ONE dog to our family. But how in the world can we ever decide between these two? Also, my mama told me that you don’t go steady with the first guy you date and I’m wondering if it’s smart to make a lifelong commitment to the first dog we meet. But they’re so very precious! Yep. We’re in quite a pickle. I was hoping there would be bells and whistles and we’d immediately know if we’d met the one(s). Hopefully, the dog we choose will be in our family for a long, long time and we really need to get this decision right!!
We filled out the paperwork that the Humane Society requires and we told the foster moms we needed to go home and talk and pray about this decision. You’d better believe we’re going to pray about this one! We’re adding a family member, for crying out loud! I’ll keep you posted.
Meanwhile, the driver of our moving van who is supposed to arrive to unload our earthly belongings this Wednesday called tonight…..to tell us that he’ll be arriving tomorrow at 9 a.m. Yes, tomorrow as in less than twelve hours from now. To unload our stuff into our house. The house for which we don’t even possess keys. Yay. K told him that we needed to delay that unloading for a day if at all possible. So we have some frantic phone calls to make tomorrow. My next post may be live from a padded cell. That seems like a nice, soft place to rest, doesn’t it? I could really use a nap.
Until then, if you have any doggie words of wisdom or advice that you’d like to share, I’d be more than happy to hear from you!!