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Friday, February 22, 2013

Obtainable joy

I miss my dogs. When I'm at my loneliest and feeling blue, I miss them putting their muzzles in my lap. When I am running around outside with the kids, I miss them chasing each other, and always circling. They would constantly be keeping an eye on all of us like the good herding dogs they were.

I am sad that I don't have many pictures of them on my computer to share with you. One was fairly large and wooly, the other was medium sized with smoother fur. They were both black and white border collie mixes.

Today, on a whim, I went to Pet.finder and looked at collie cross dogs. There were so many it was almost overwhelming, even with the search narrowed down to young collie dogs in the North East. Thousands of dogs that need homes.

Could it really be this easy? Is it obtainable joy, or just a band aid for a broken heart? We had always intended to adopt another dog when the boys were somewhere around 7 or 8, when they were old enough to lend a hand in a dog's care. A young dog adopted now would be able to see them through until they went to college. Maybe...maybe. Right now I am looking at the adorable faces of just a couple and wishing I had one here to pat, and hug, and lick my tears.

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  1. I would venture to guess its probably a little of both obtainable joy and a bandaid. I'm sorry it's a rough time for you right now. I'm reaching out and giving you a gigantic squeezy hug right now!!!!

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    1. *sigh* You're probably right :) My boys have been asking for a dog for over a year now, too, and they are hard to resist.

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  2. If it is something the family would like I say go for it. Hopefully the boys understand some of the responsibility will be on them.

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    1. Yes, definitely. One of the prerequisites was that they had to have their own small pets first (with supervision) to show that they are willing and capable to take some responsibility. DA has a parakeet, and NB an aquarium.

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  3. Oh, yes. I understand this completely. We got Fat Girl when, after five years TTC, we still hadn't been able to have a baby. When we decided we wanted another one a few years later, we just went out and got one. :-) Makes me understand what it must be like for those fertile people -- to decide you want something, then to make it happen.

    Just this week, I adopted two guinea pigs from a fellow teacher. When another teacher commented about me being a "new momma," I said, "Yep! When it comes to four-legged babies, I've got a full house!"

    Love you, and sending lots of love and hugs.

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    1. Oh yeah. I knew you'd understand. Yesterday I was back and forth with the dog's foster mom, filling out an application, and all that jazz. Later in the day she told me that there was another application in the works and they were trying to find the best forever family for her etc etc etc. The process is starting to be too much like infertility for my comfort :(

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  4. I hope you are able to adopt the dog of your choice.

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    1. I think it may be back to the drawing board. But, there are a lot of dogs out there looking for a home. One of them has got to be a good fit for us.

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  5. Dogs are great. As much as I love my sons, there is really something very special about the unconditional love that dogs give us. We have a very lovable golden retriever, and I still mourn the loss of the other golden who passed away when I first found out I was pregnant with my sons.

    I hope you find a dog that is the right fit for you and your family.

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