Dog or no Dog

My friend Sheila just got a little kitty and she is so cute. I think she named her Clairee but I am not sure because the last time she blogged she hadn't settled for sure. Well Clairee got me thinking again about a dog.

A few weeks ago I started thinking about how nice it would be to have someone waiting to greet me when I get home. Someone who loves me no matter what. I know I can have a pet in my townhouse because the guy next door has a little rat terrier named Madison, I am just not sure how much more a month it will cost me. The problem is it just cannot be any dog. He/she has to be small, does not shed and most importantly has to be housebroken so a puppy is out. I am just no good at that. I had to give up my little Shitzu Cloe because I could not get her trained. I was not willing to give up because she was so cute and lovable but Bob pretty much made me choose. Should have kept the puppy. So with all the requirements in mind I have been watching the Humane Society and Second Chance Rescue Center websites for just the right dog. A few weeks ago the Humane Society had a 10 year old shitzu. He was housebroken and all so I thought I would just go out and take a look at him. I think his name was Benji and because he was so old he was a deal, only $35. Is that how it is with humans too, the older you are the better bargain you are? The Humane Society is a busy place, there were a lot of people there some were doing the paperwork to take home a dog or a cat others were looking for just the right pet or in one of the little rooms they have to spend a little one on one time with one of the many cute little adoptable fur balls waiting for a home. It did not take me long to find Benji so I asked if I could take him to one of the little rooms. Benji was put on a leash and off we went to spend some time together. Well I don't know if Benji was hard of hearing or just did not like me because he would not give me the time of day! He was not very anxious to make a good impression so after about 10 minutes of trying to get him to even act a little excited to be getting some attention I took Benji back. No connection, obviously Benji was not looking for the same thing in a companion I am looking for. Since that day I have checked the websites quite often and I always seem to be just a little too late. Every little dog that seems like they may just be The One, already has a big Adopted banner across his or her picture. I have not given up I will continue to be on the lookout for the perfect pet that will be excited to see me when I get home, to go for walks with me and just love me unconditionally.

I wonder if I am crazy but if Sheila can handle the cat hair I think I can handle the love.