Tales of a First Time Doggie Stepmom. Henri, doggie of He Who Makes Me Smile.
I haven’t had a dog in my life since I was a kiddo back at home. Of course I know lots of people who have doggies…but I just knew my lifestyle didn’t match dog ownership.
And now I find myself in love with a man, who has a dog. And I love both of them. I’m just not even a little bit used to the idea that this means we can’t spend the night in Cleveland because we would have to kennel the dog. Or we can’t spend the night out drinking and laughing and playing too late, because someone has to let the dog out. Yes, He Who Makes Me Smile has wonderful best friends who are (as of now) two houses down and able to take Henri out once in a while, but not necessarily since they have people to see and things to do as well. Plus add in the fact that sweet Henri is an older pup and has a bit of an elderly grumpy temperament and sometimes won’t go out for someone who isn’t his papa…and you end up with a pile of poo on the floor and some quality time with the Pet-Spot-Bot.
Not that I mind, of course, it’s just something I have to get used to…if I want to hang with He Who Makes Me Smile, I have to think of Henri also. Plus lately, Henri has been a little lethargic and slow moving so we have to keep an extra eye on the poor doggie (hope tis just the heat…)
It’s a whole different world having two cats…