Puppy Love

I would not consider myself a "dog person." You know the type of person I mean....one who has a dog calendar, dog sweatshirt, pictures of their dog/favorite breed of dog more than their human friends? I am not that obsessed, but I definitely like dogs. Our first family pet, Chucki, was such a princess type of dog. I was pretty young when we got her, was more concerned with myself and what was going on in my life in high school, and when I went off to college, I never thought much more of her. Sadly, our sweet first pet died when we were all home over the holidays my freshman year of college. I never thought that I would be so distraught over something, but losing your first pet just does something to your insides. It was definitely a tough loss. When my parents decided to get a new dog, well, I was less than thrilled. My wounds had not yet really healed from Chucki. But, I figured since I was off at school, it really wouldn't matter if they got a dog or not. Well, Rudy is certainly the prince of the house. He is dumber than a box of rocks and he looks like a lion, but he is definitely precious and lovable.

While I was in college, my sorority sisters and I volunteered at the animal shelter in the town right up the road from school. Volunteering at an animal shelter is one of the most rewarding things ever, but it is also heartbreaking. I remember after the first time I traveled to the shelter, I not only wanted to adopt every single dog that I saw, but I wanted to reem the necks of their previous owners. Seriously, I don't understand those individuals who are cruel to animals. They should just go bang their heads against a wall.

I am at a point in my life where I need something big to happen. I'm not quite sure what it is that I want or need to happen, but I just feel that it's time for life to just become spectacular. I have been very torn over whether or not to get a pet. On the one hand, I live by myself and it would certainly be nice to have a dog to keep me company. On the other hand, I have a full time job and would feel so bad leaving my poor puppy at home all day while I'm gone. I know lots of people do that, but I just don't know how I feel about leaving a dog that I have rescued from a shelter home all day while I am at work (Hint Hint to Mom and Dad....you can totally move here so that I can get a dog and one of you can come and let him/her out!)

I have been looking around at shelters and have found a couple of prospects.

This is Bama. She is super cute, two years old, and medium sized. This was the picture that I saw that made me say to myself "I should get a dog."

This is Memphis. He is also precious, but he's only a puppy. I'm pretty sure if/when I do get a dog, I will have to get a grown up dog so that I will not have to do as much training with my busy schedule.

 This is Pebbles. She is probably my fave because she's small, house-trained, and just freaking cute!

Part of the difficulty in my decision process is the fact that I'm moving. It's totally not fair to a dog to be around during the moving process, especially one that doesn't know me and I do not know. I told my parents that I had made the executive decision to wait until my winter break to get a dog, but I just don't know if I can wait that long! All three of these pups are adorable. And with my luck, they will all be adopted before December. Now, just to clarify, I would certainly NOT be getting all 3 of these dogs. I just like to have options. :)