First, I should say, I’m a cat person. Growing up, I had no fewer than two, and at times as many as eight cats in our household. I’ve had dogs too, but never for very long, and never the kind of dogs you consider part of the family.
Now, to the exciting news. We’re getting a puppy. Not just any puppy; we’re getting a puppy who will train to become a “working dog.” He may become a bomb-sniffing dog, a police dog, or even a search-and-rescue dog someday. At the moment, he is primarily one thing: cute. Look at that face!
We spent most of yesterday puppy-proofing the living room, but we’ve still got a long way to go. My partner, who will hereafter be referred to as J, is filled with dread as she looks around at the house. It’s full of STUFF–craft materials, books, games, music–all kinds of things for daughter A and nephews (K, X, V, J, and C) to read and make and do. But it’s also a potential puppy chew-fest waiting to happen. Together, we’ll keep you informed as we find out…
- What gets cleaned up in time, and what is destroyed.
- What puppy thinks of Rosie the cat, and what Rosie thinks of the puppy.
- Whether daughter A enjoys the puppy, or finds him scary/annoying.
Don’t miss the next episode of… Cat vs Dog!