Hubby was driving home from a side job this evening and saw a sign that said LABS FOR SALE. He passed it and then for some reason he decided to turn around and check them out. They were chocolate lab puppies, EXACTLY the kind I’ve always wanted and so now he keeps talking about getting me one for my birthday.
Now, I love dogs and I would love to have one. Especially a chocolate lab, because that’s the kind of dog I always dreamed I would have when I was all growned up. And the kids want a dog REALLY bad as well. BUT…it’s a puppy. A carpet’s worst nightmare. I also have a problem with breeders and pet stores. I’d rather adopt. Plus it will need all the other dog stuff like food and shots and upkeep. It will be one more thing keeping me tied to the house. I won’t be able to go to Jason’s wedding for sure and then there’s also the fact that Hubby and I are planning a week away ALONE in October since we never got to go on a honeymoon. My parents are watching the kids that week and I can guarantee you that my Mom WILL NOT want to have anything to do with this dog. I’ll hear about it all the time and she’ll tell me I’m gonna have to board it while we’re gone.
But…..they are so damn cute.
See how freakin grown up I am??? I know that I shouldn’t do this right now, yet my inner child is screaming “PUPPY PUPPY!!!” and so I’m still contemplating doing it.
I am feeling MUCH better.
Hubby JUST NOW told me that the Dr. called me back this morning and said my bloodwork came back PERFECT. Pshew…….. (((exhale)))