I MUST preface this post by saying.. "WE LOVE THIS DOG!!"
we really really do.
Each and everyone of us.
I feel I must make you aware of how loved and cared for she is before I tell you the story I am about to tell you..
(I don't want you thinking we are hating on her or something)
It is around 6:45 am and My front door opens.. I hear Maria come in.... but choose to roll over in bed instead..
Now that the kids are out of the house.. and I don't' have to be up with them at the butt crack of dawn for school... I have become all too comfortable sleeping in till the extraordinarily late hour of 7:30 A.M....
I know I'm such a pampered princess.
Lately....I have come to value ANY sleep I get since experiencing the ravages of Menopause and sleep deprivation.
What this ridiculously skewed interrupted sleep pattern has done to me Mentally... Emotionally.. and Spiritually is a travesty.
But because I do love this dog.. and more so my daughter.. I get up and greet the Day...the Daughter... and .. the Dog..
Mr R has already been up for about an hour or so on the computer.
Reading the morning free press downstairs in the "Man Cave."
The lights are low in the kitchen.. Everyone is moving slow.
( Except MiMi. )
The only sounds one hears besides the pitter patter tiny dog feet and the occasional squeak from a toy giraffe.. is the slumberous sounds of Mamma's snoring.
(Yes she IS at the other end of the house..heh)
Soon we hear Mr R's (Grandpa) footsteps up from his testosterone laden Subterranean Bat Cave....he greets his grand dog with a big hug..
As Maria sits on one sofa.. semi awake..
I am on the other sofa .. sleep desperately clinging to every fiber of my being..
No one really has the energy to play with MiMi this morning.. even Mr R is only half heartily tugging at her squeaky toy.. preferring to give up and let her win.. He lumbers off to take a shower.
That is when she said it..
" You know.. Mike and I were talking ... and ... we have come to the conclusion getting a dog so soon after we were married " might" have been a mistake."
"I mean we love her and all but my gosh.. she sleeps when we want to play with her... She wants to play when WE want to sleep...
Training her is a pain and we can never just pick up leave let alone stay out too long .. since we have to check in on her "
Hmmmmm.......I don't know but it seems to me that "SOMEONE" kept insisting that it was too soon
Hmmmmm... ... "SOMEONE"tried to point out how much work a puppy is...
Hmmmmmm.."SOMEONE" pointed out how having a new puppy is almost like having a newborn. Alot of your freedom is gone because now they come first..
But of course that " SOMEONE" would never want to say "I TOLD YOU SO !!! "
Because in spite of voting nay on this decision ( Not that I) I mean "SOMEONE " even had a vote in the matter.
But that " someone" does love this dog.. and has even altered (their/My) time to help take care of it..
Maria... admitted that as much as they love that furry little face..
She IS alot of work.
(Recently she found out they are also alot of worry as well. (An little episode with low blood sugar is all.. The dog..not Maria..)
The time had come .... Maria had to leave for work...
She picked up MiMi as she headed for the door.. Off to start her long day at work..
As she held her close she whimpered..... I just realized ...
"My life is like that show.. 16 and Pregnant."
She kissed her furry kid goodbye and said...
"Bye MiMi..Mommy's got to go and get her GED."
It ain't easy being young ... and a Mom...
You know....There are times when.... You gotta know when to think with your HEAD... and ...Not with your Heart.
Have a nice day....That is all.