Thursday, June 12, 2008

Admitting Defeat


After careful thought and much consideration, La and I have decided to find a new home for the weenie. You see, we are really not “dog people” we’ve discovered. Here are a couple of examples of what I mean:
La: Mom, Let’s go to THE PARK!!!

Me: Great idea! I love THE PARK!!!

La: Yay, can I go on the slide?

Me: Yep, you can go on the slide.

La: Can I go on the swings?

Me: Yes, you can go on the swings.

La: Yay! 

Me:
(reluctantly glancing downward at the little doggy-dude) Should we bring Bro with us?

Both:
Stare at each other for a long while.

La: No, let’s just leave him here.

Me: OH THANK GOD.

Another Example:
**This conversation took place while walking home from La’s school the other day:

Me: So, I was thinking that we should find a new home for Bro where he will be happier. What do you think?

La: A new home? But, he will be SOOOO SAD without us!

Me: Yes, he might be sad, but he will also be happy because hopefully he will be living in a home with another dog that he can play with all day.

La: But, I will be SOOOO SAD!

Me: I know. We will probably both cry a little, but Bro will be much happier.

La: I don’t want him to leave!

(We proceed to walk into the house and find that Bro has RIPPED La’s mini armchair to SHREDS and sprinkled the pieces of it evenly and precisely across every inch of the hallway and kitchen floors.)

La:
(gasps) MOM! LOOK WHAAAT BROOOOODY DID!

Me: I know.
(to Bro) BRODY! That was a BAD BOY!

La: (with hands on hips) We need to find him a new home RIGHT AWAY!
... And, as you can probably tell, he’s not a stay-at-home-alone-for-10-hours-a-day type dog. He’s a very social animal and goes NUTS-O when he’s alone. My neighbors say he barks all day long, which is probably why he’s completely silent in the evenings (I'm like, "What? He can bark? I've NEVER heard him bark"). His barker is probably just worn out by the time I get home from all the INSANE barking he does all day long. 

So, I posted the little weenie on Craig's List. 

Now, I've had some success in selling things on this stupendous website (like, my prior HOUSE), so my faith in Craig's List is pretty substantial (not that I'm SELLING him ... He's free to a good home). I posted him mid-day on Sunday to test his marketability (who's online anyway, right?) and within 15 minutes got somewhere around 10 replies to the ad. I think it helped that I included a photo. He IS rather cute, I must say. I removed the posting immediately and weeded through the responses. I found 2 great candidates. One is a guy in Andersonville who has a female lab mix and works a couple doors down from his apartment and goes home multiple times a day to check on his dog. The other is a girl who just graduated from Notre Dame and is lonely in her apartment. I would prefer for Bro to be in a home with another dog to keep him company, so Andersonville dude is ahead by one point.

I also contacted my dog walker, Stephanie, and she sent out an e-mail to her clients. She's also gotten a few replies from interested parties.

We’re meeting with one of the people who replied to Stephanie this weekend. This woman (Kate) has a female mini daschund almost the same age as Bro, and this particular pup happens to be his “girlfriend.” Brody has played with Kate's pup while staying with Stephanie overnight, and Stephanie says they were inseparable. They played nicely all day and then curled up together to sleep at night. 

That's just what Bro needs, I think. A pal to play with all day so that he’s not lonely and insecure. Hopefully this woman sees past his flaws and wants the little guy. And, I hope this is the right decision.

Grandma Fern, I know you'll be all distraught about this. I know you love the little guy SO MUCH. It's okay. Don't worry. I'll find something else to hump your leg when you come over. Maybe a ferett.

2 comments:

Mandy said...

:( how sad. Well, I think it will be such a relief for you. Have a great weekend!

kswen said...

I know.

I just get so irritated with his whining and his neediness. He's not an independent little dude like your Jax. My dog walker told me that he's BY FAR the neediest dog she's ever watched (that's why she doesn't want to take him herself ... oh, and her cats HATE him). He literally follows me around whining the entire time I'm home. I just don't have the time to give him what he needs. Which is a lap to sit on all day long. He'll be MUCH happier when he has another dog to hang out with (and smother).