The average dog is a nicer person than the average person. ~ Andrew A. Rooney
This slightly fuzzy photo is Gus. He didn’t really want to pose for me and that’s my excuse for the less-than-focused image. I had the privilege of caring for Gus over the weekend. He’s my neighbor’s dog and his usual “sitter” wasn’t available.
I could tell that K was a little hesitant to ask me to keep him, but I’m betting my enthusiastic response quelled any concerns she may have had. “Of course, I would love to have Gus for the weekend!” Here’s the deal–I’ve thought about having a pet again because I sometimes get lonely. This was just the opportunity I needed to make up my mind. Do I want a dog? Or not?
For two nights Gus slept on the floor beside my bed. He was a very good boy. No noises during the night. He doesn’t need to go out during the night. He gets two meals a day, morning and night. He will play fetch as long as his human will, but when the human gets tired and says, “OK, Gus, sit.” Gus sits. And grins. And drools a little. Of course he doesn’t sit for long because he wants to get as close to his human as possible. He even tried to get in my lap once or twice. Not a good fit, though. Still, the effort on his part is endearing.
You’re probably thinking by now that I’m getting a dog. I’m not. Having him next door is just enough of a doggie fix for me. He helped me to realize that I truly don’t want the responsibility and the inconvenience. I can visit Gus when I want. I can visit my granddogs Wilson and Charley. And I can get up and go whenever I choose and don’t have to worry about vets and kennels, etc. I can also change my mind at a later date. For now, I choose to remain pet-less.
Back On My Own 