Leaf
Well-Known Member
I'm not suprised at this at all, and have actually been "expecting" Pete ever since I found out my SIL was pregnant.
My niece was born on April 26th and she did well at first but several complications landed her in the hospital for 3 weeks.
Anyhow, Stephanie had two dogs when I first met her, Cocoa and Pete. Cocoa is a chocolate lab mix, Pete - who knows, a dane mix, maybe. His adoption papers from when he was a pup in a Texas shelter said Dane/Greyhound. His a thin tall black dog.
When Stephanie's parents go on trips they always took A.J, their 14 year old dog. He aged to 17 years old in time and lived a full life. After her parents lost A.J. they began borrowing Cocoa from Stephanie and Jason. Within a year and a half after losing A.J, Cocoa was so much of a replacement they asked to keep her.
Now, Jason and Stephanie are married. They live in a nice house with practically NO back yard. Once Susanna was born, Pete and his "sensitive stomach issues" really became an issue. Unnerved at ALL, this dog gets the runs - bad.
Naturally, as things progress with some... new baby, dog potty issues - Pete became an "outside" dog.
I was at Mom and Dads today. Jason, Stephanie & Susanna (plus Megan, Stephanie's sister from Virginia and her son Austin) and I were all there.
I spoke of the fence I'm having put up for my yard and IMO - Stephanie really put me on the spot asking if I'd get a 3rd dog once the yard is fenced. I said I planned on it and she said "great! You can have Pete".
I'm pretty quiet when family is together and everyone chimed in on how great it would be, with my huge back yard - the way I love animals, how Pete is big and I need a big dog....
Well, Pete is fine, a nice enough dog - I'm not stupid, I really saw this coming... but I don't know. Everyone made the decision for me today that I'll be taking him in just as soon as I have my fence up.
I say I don't know, but I DO. Pete will be coming to live with me. It's fine I suppose but sheesh - if I had been niave and clueless I'd be pretty upset that the decision was "made" for me today. But, I guess since I work with animals and I know my family - and how often people rehome animals due to a "new baby" I really saw this coming a mile away.
I guess I'll have to call this week so I can push the fence people to get here because everyone is so thrilled about "MY" decision to take Pete in.
The only thing that'll tick me off is if they change their minds, especially since I saw ths eventuality coming so long ago...
My niece was born on April 26th and she did well at first but several complications landed her in the hospital for 3 weeks.
Anyhow, Stephanie had two dogs when I first met her, Cocoa and Pete. Cocoa is a chocolate lab mix, Pete - who knows, a dane mix, maybe. His adoption papers from when he was a pup in a Texas shelter said Dane/Greyhound. His a thin tall black dog.
When Stephanie's parents go on trips they always took A.J, their 14 year old dog. He aged to 17 years old in time and lived a full life. After her parents lost A.J. they began borrowing Cocoa from Stephanie and Jason. Within a year and a half after losing A.J, Cocoa was so much of a replacement they asked to keep her.
Now, Jason and Stephanie are married. They live in a nice house with practically NO back yard. Once Susanna was born, Pete and his "sensitive stomach issues" really became an issue. Unnerved at ALL, this dog gets the runs - bad.
Naturally, as things progress with some... new baby, dog potty issues - Pete became an "outside" dog.
I was at Mom and Dads today. Jason, Stephanie & Susanna (plus Megan, Stephanie's sister from Virginia and her son Austin) and I were all there.
I spoke of the fence I'm having put up for my yard and IMO - Stephanie really put me on the spot asking if I'd get a 3rd dog once the yard is fenced. I said I planned on it and she said "great! You can have Pete".
I'm pretty quiet when family is together and everyone chimed in on how great it would be, with my huge back yard - the way I love animals, how Pete is big and I need a big dog....
Well, Pete is fine, a nice enough dog - I'm not stupid, I really saw this coming... but I don't know. Everyone made the decision for me today that I'll be taking him in just as soon as I have my fence up.
I say I don't know, but I DO. Pete will be coming to live with me. It's fine I suppose but sheesh - if I had been niave and clueless I'd be pretty upset that the decision was "made" for me today. But, I guess since I work with animals and I know my family - and how often people rehome animals due to a "new baby" I really saw this coming a mile away.
I guess I'll have to call this week so I can push the fence people to get here because everyone is so thrilled about "MY" decision to take Pete in.
The only thing that'll tick me off is if they change their minds, especially since I saw ths eventuality coming so long ago...