Yesterday was Nina's birthday.
Coincidentally, I stumbled over the first collar I bought her as my dog, under my desk.
I'm still so sorry about Melle.(((HUGS)))
Because it wouldn't have been the right fit.
I had the opportunity to adopt a extremely well bred 10 week old American Bulldog puppy who had congenital ME, but was easily managed like Cynder is. I had Michael's blessing, all I had to do was say, "Yes, I will see you tomorrow" to the breeder.
I decided not to adopt the puppy. Not because of the ME, not because of the breed, but because after thinking about it, another large breed dog with the potential for breed restrictions is not really what I want. Would it have worked out? Probably. Do I wish I had a third do as a playmate for Abrams? Yes. But...my gut just told me it wasn't right, so I listened to my gut.
When I read this, for some reason, something just clicked,& just really made me consider if a dog would be a proper fit,& that would be a no. It's almost like I don't want a dog right now, but, it isn't that.Its not I don't want a dog, it's just this "feeling" that I wouldn't do good with a dog at this time in my
life.
The people who we were looking to get a Pug from, were definitely a breeder I'd never go too. No health testing, no titles, poor conformation, a useless contract, I believe no pedigree's. All they had, from what I remember was that they were registered with the AKC, which is worth close to nothing, for me.
I'd LOVE having a dog right now, LOVE. But, it just won't be the right fit. Most of the people in my family have a little knowledge on dogs in general,& it could lead to issues. I want to go to college, but, I'm not sure if they'd keep up with the dogs upkeep.
As for now, I can droll over,& stalk peoples dogs on here.
And, yes imagine,& fantasize about having a dog. But... I can also gain a lot of information from here, to help me steer myself in the right direction. Hopefully, I can meet some of you down the road.