Somethings just fall in your lap
July 2, 2010
Okay, so in our case ‘things’ really isn’t what fell in our lap, but a dog. And boy, it’s nice to just let things happen rather than seek it out and be disappointed. I am a huge animal lover and have been since I was a child. I always had some kind of pet, whether it was a dog, cat, hamster, fish, or a bird. Nothing exotic, your normal run of the mill pets, each one that I now have fond memories of. A few more specific than others.
Through my husband and I’s marriage we’ve had quite a few pets. Some we have had to give up because of moving, because they were aggressive toward children etc. Our last dog, passed away from Parvo which was very heartbreaking. We had decided than that no more pets (other than the kitty we already had). We weren’t going to seek a dog and weren’t going to plan on getting a dog anytime soon.
Until recently that was. We didn’t start seeking or even considering adopting a dog until my husband came home telling me about a Golden Retriever one of his co-workers was looking to find a home for. His co-worker’s Father actually own(ed) the dog but as he has fallen quite ill, he’s going to a nursing home and as we all know, pets aren’t typically allowed in a nursing home unless they are a service animal. His co-worker was unable to keep the dog because his landlord does not allow pets.
At first dear hubby was just ‘mehh’ and didn’t think anything of it until he got caught up in a conversation with his co-worker about the dog. Everything the co-worker was saying sounded ‘perfect’. Too good to be true. And that brought us to today. We went to go visit dog, well Max. Max met all of our expectations and beyond so far. He knows all his basic commands, healthy, wonderful with the kids, up to date on health records, has energy but not too high strung and is definitely a ‘mans dog’.
Needless to say, Max came home with us today. It’s possibly a very silly thing of us to do, what with a baby coming in 22 days now but he’s an adult dog. He’s not a puppy we need to take outside every hour and he’s content to lay at our feet for a few hours as well. The kids are smitten with him and so are we. Im sure he’ll become a little less than perfect when he grows comfortable but I believe if there were any major training flaws or personality flaws, we would have noticed at some point today.
So yes, sometimes, if you wait and stop seeking that perfect ‘thing’ or ‘pet’, it’ll come to you.
