Saturday, May 30, 2009

Not this time?

It would be unfair to adopt a young puppy now and then go on vacation for two or three weeks in August. Wouldn't it?

I can't envision taking a young one along (or rather, I can and it is not pretty) plus I don't think it would be wise to interrupt its training/upbringing at such a young age, for three whole weeks, by boarding it with our vet. It would be costly, too.

I am talking myself out of going to visit a six weeks old terrier mix which was posted on Freecycle. I did email the owner to see a picture and, like all six week pups, it is the cutest thing. Socialized too, because her children help her take care of it, she wrote.

Doggone it . . .

13 comments:

Susan said...

Perhaps it will be a pup that just loves vacations?

I am not helping am I ...

ol Doc said...

Don't puppies need training when riding in a car and walking on a leash and sitting and staying in public places? Seems like that'd be possible during travel. And August is soooo far away from June.

How big would he/she get, do you suppose....

RANGER said...

You two are not being helpful. Pups do need training and socialization but I do not believe we want to make each time we stop dependent on a small creature's bladder.

I remember a family member of J's who discovered that the new canine family member could cry loudly from one end of this state to the other.

Gladys said...

I'm having the same quandry. I want to adopt a lap dog to travel with me but I'm flying to Texas next month for 3 weeks. I would not be able to bring her along. I have decided to wait. That the time just isn't right.

RANGER said...

Now, I do feel better. Or at least less inhuman.

I'd really like a collie puppy. I understand collies from the ground up and even find the grooming fun. The two we have had were so, so, bright and amenable to training.

Big Ed said...

The cat won't appreciate it! She likes being the queen of the hill. I can hear her now "Death to all those that appose.

Zeta said...

True, she really does like being queen of her hill. Human visitors seem OK with her permission of entry.

ol Doc said...

HUMAN: Oops, where'd the Collie go?

MEW: Collie, what collie? I wouldn't have any idea about that...don't look in the back yard under the big rock.

RANGER said...

Our (long gone) Siamese cat greeted our newly acquired (long gone) collie pup by slapping him across the muzzle. Oh, the crying. Oh the bloody scratch. Rob carried the narrow scar until the day he died. He also respected that cat when he grew large enough to have bitten it in half.

Rob even grew to love it. Oh, the lesson . . .

ol Doc said...

Okay, just so you know - I love you today despite the childhood tussles and scrappings we may have been involved in...not because of them. To my knowlege - I carry no bloody scars from either sibling. I did once stick my finger in a vacant slot in a floor lamp just to see what would happen but nobody told me to do zzzzzhat. If I'd had a couple of years of basic science, I wouldn't have tried that little experiment, either!

RANGER said...

it's a wonder none of us ever needed CPR. Remember when I went over Bro's new handlebars headfirst when a Dalmation ran in front of the bike?

ol Doc said...

Ah, I do indeed. I went to school with the dog owner's son. It was a toss up if I'd be offended on your behalf or make nice 'cause the son was smart in math and I wanted to keep on his good side.

Actually, nobody had ever even heard of CPR back in the day. Good thing we all survived childhood!

Big Ed said...

My sis used to step on both my feet at once and either push or punch me and I'd go down. Not to cause blood, but irritating. I wasn't big yet, I was little. Shows I know what it is like to be small. Not just as tall as I am now.