Puppy Puppy Puppy Puppy — Puppy? Puppy!
I think we might be getting a new dog. This is recognizably insane, I know. We have a baby on the way, and a new dog? Seriously? Seriously? Yes. Seriously. See, it might be insane, but I believe it is actually the least insane course of action. Here’s why:
We have two dogs now.
One of these dogs is regrettably old. He’s going to be 13 very soon, and he’s an 80-90 lb. Belgian Shepherd. Now, he’s still in okay shape — he’s happy and gets up and down the stairs okay despite a hip wobble, so it’s not like I expect him to go howling into that good night right away, but I also know that… well, his time is coming sooner rather than later.
Our other little dog doesn’t always act like she likes him, but they have a weird kind of bond. If she goes outside, she’ll wait for him — or she won’t budge. If they’re eating bones, they’ll eat them on the floor together (and then she’ll steal his and lay down on her own to use it like a pillow to make sure he gets nothing, so, uhhh, yeah). They learn from one another.
So, in many moons we’ll have a new baby.
And in many moons (hopefully more than we expect), we’re going to lose a dog to old age.
And we want to always have two dogs.
We could just wait — but, assuming that old dog herds himself off this mortal coil sometime within the child’s first year or two of life, that means we’re going to have to get a new dog at the same time as having a new baby. The other two options are: a) just forget about two dogs and keep the Taco Terrier by herself or b) suck it up and get a new dog now so by the time a baby comes we’ll have a loosely acclimated animal.
We don’t really want to leave the one dog alone, though, because a pair of dogs can occupy one another — and I think it’ll provide a good distraction for her when the new baby comes. If it’s just her, then… well, she’s going to feel a bit lonely, I’m afraid.
(And yes, I did ponder the “Get A Secret Puppy For Christmas” trick — but I don’t think you buy anybody a dog for Christmas in the same way you don’t buy anybody a car for Christmas, despite what all those bullshit commercials tell you. Some things are just too personal to be a “surprise” under the tree. If someone gave me a car and spent scads of money on one I don’t really want, I’d kick them square in the squaw-hole. Same with a puppy — you want to go out and find the right one for the family, not the one you think is right for the family.)
So. Yeah. A third dog.
We’re effectively trying to get the old dog to train his replacement. Which is yes, kind of sad and fucked up, but also kind of practical and necessary. I think.
Taking suggestions and recommendations, of course. Are we crazy? What kinds of dogs do you think go well with “new kid in the house?” Share your secrets. Scream it so the cheap seats can hear.