Pet Project

We both have really wrestled long and hard with this decision, but Beatrice just melted. And what was i to do? It was her Birthday. How could i say no????? And yes, we had agreed that we might consider this in the future. Maybe after we finally moved into another house up north. Of course that may be a long wait. AND with the way we like to just up and hit the road, the whole idea just seemed so impractical. YEP!!!!! A pet was just going to have to wait. We would just have to put it on a back burner. Well, not literally, but you know what i mean.

Of course every time Beatrice sees the wild cats at the end of our property she sighs!!!!! "Oh wouldn't it be nice to sit with a cuddly kitty on your lap??????" My thought is NO!!!! AND our visit with the new Grand Puppy really started tugging on my heart strings again. A Lab around the house is soooooo nice. Crashing into things. Swatting things with that tail. Nuzzling up to you hoping to curl up in your lap. (For those that have never had a Labrador Retriever, they are convinced that they are lap dogs. No matter how old they get.)

BUT we continued to support each other in our attempt to resist. Resist that urge to once again share our lives with a pet. A multi legged member of the family. Maybe some day when we finally lose our wanderlust and the kids take our licenses away. Someday when a big trip is from bed to the table and then to the rocker. Someday when a successful stop at the john is a highlight of the day. Maybe then we would get a pet. Maybe a seeing eye dog. Maybe an attack Cat for protection.

Yes, it all sounded good UNTIL TODAY.!!!! Today when Phinias came into our home. At first i was less than pleased. In fact all i wanted to do was swat him away. High strung and hyper doesn't come close for a description. Here, there, back here. Never sitting for more than a second. No cuddling. No petting. No dozing in front of the fire. Not Phinias.

Eventually we started to see a glimmer of advantage to Phinias as a pet. He hardly ate anything. In fact he was just fine with left over crumbs. And he didn't need any special bowls. No water bowl to knock over. No mess to clean up. AND already house broken. In fact we didn't even need to go out with him. He just took care of that on his own. He got plenty of exercise zipping around the house, so no need to walk him. Quiet as can be. No barking. No whining. No chewing on furniture. No shedding. AND we don't have to worry about leaving him home alone. He is almost totally self sufficient. This was starting to really be a great move. A pet with no muss, no fuss, no nothing.

We are not to sure if he can learn any tricks though. As i said, he is hyper, and a little on the flighty side. But i think we can deal with that, considering all of the positive things about Phinias. Every time he looks at us with those cute red eyes we just melt like sugar.

Grenville