
I did it, I finally did it. I gave in, I said yes, I so totally caved. I was completely manipulated into saying YES!
I told the 9 year old man child he could have a puppy.
His evil manipulative 21 year old sister took him to a friends house who had a mother dog with a litter and took pictures of the 9 year old with this puppy; named the puppy and sent the picture to me saying 'Mommy I need a Puppy'!
Is it wrong to call her a B**ch? In this case, I'm not sure it is.
I have successfully been able to ward off the Puppy agenda, by saying things like..."It's a lot of work", or "What will we do if we have to go away again"? And lots of other assorted reasons and sometimes simply resorting to just NO.
But they worked me over and I finally gave in.
Last night was the night. We went and got the dog. He was finally old enough, had been weaned had shot's and wormed the whole bit.
The creature is 'Cuteness in a Can', it is really adorable, but a feel like such a sucker.
The 9 year old was told that he was completely responsible for this animal. The animal is his and he is to take care of him. He is to read dog training books; take him outside every 15 minutes (because I'm completely neurotic about puppy pee on the floor)
The puppy's name is Gunner, he is a Beagle Terrier mix, with short fat legs and a Beagle face. White hair with brown spots and a squishy wet black nose.
The 9 year old stayed up almost all night with the Pup last night, and this afternoon I found him on the couch snoring, with his hand hanging off of the couch into the puppy's bed with puppy asleep on his hand. He was so exhausted!
He came up to me after dinner and thanked me for letting him have the puppy and also thanked me for saying no until now, because he said it was way to much work for him to do before.
I think we are going to do the crate thing so he can gets some rest. I'll go to Wally World in the morning to get one. We put the puppy monster in a box in the kitchen tonight and he yellped for a little while but finally got over it.
I just can't believe I said yes. I know he will grow up and be house broken and all that good stuff, but I avoided it for so long I almost feel like I had another baby.
Pray for me!