I was near the end of a route and it's one that I've only subbed less than a handful of times. I probably had 30-45 minutes to go and I had a registered package that needed to be signed for. Wugh. So I pulled in and the lady must have been expecting me because she came right out. I will preface this by saying animals are the thing that I *always* see and comment on. I just do. Possibly because I see them and interact with them more than people...or possibly because I like them more than people. ;-)
Anyway, she was signing, I looked up and saw a puppy looking out of her window...and smiling. Seriously. Smiling, people!!! It appeared to be a poodle, like our Zoey. So I struck up a conversation, asking how old it was, etc.
"How cute! How old?"
"5 years old?
"5 years old?
"5! Years? He's tiny!!! How sweet!"
"He's a teacup poodle...and...I'm thinking about getting rid of him if you know anyone that would want him."
*paranoid glancing around* Am I on candied camera? Is someone testing me? AGAIN? "Hmmm...my husband might kill me if I bring home another dog from work. BUT if someone *paranoid look* did want him, how much are you asking for a rehoming fee?"
"Oh hon, nothing. I just need to find a home for him."
Lesson learned. Never, ever, again, ask on the mail route, how much is that doggie in the window!
Longer longer longer story short, her kids are almost grown, her husband is a trucker and she cannot take two dogs out on the road. She has a chi that she is very attached to due to a near death experience with the neighbors dog and she has nursed the chi basically back to life from death of being ripped apart. I understand why she is more attached to the chi. I have no idea how long she had the poodle, but it didn't sound like long or that perhaps she wasn't attached to him.
It ended with me giving her my number and telling her to talk to her husband and give me a call. Because she had mentioned making sure, otherwise he would have been in my jeep immediately. She said okay, I'll call you in a few minutes.
She wasn't joking. I had time to call my sister in-law to tell her to talk me out of it, tell me I was crazy or something. You see, we've actually been looking for another poodle. But not a 2 1/2 lb stuffed toy! haha For the record, my sister in-law didn't help talk me out of it at all. *sigh* I had to hang up with her to answer the call for the lady who wanted to know how soon I could come get him.
So he's flipping adorable. He is more than SQUEEEE! worthy. He loves to play and he has a rain coat that he insists on wearing when he goes outside in the rain and he is just a funny little personality.
The problem is that by the time I got back to the post office, I had convinced myself that he was just too small for our family. My sister in-law and brother were interested in him so we brought him to visit. He had great fun with my niece poodle ;-) but ultimately they decided that they didn't want another dog at this time.
I need to decide what to do. We're more than slightly attached already. Which is crazy because I went in to this KNOWING that we were not keeping him and telling the kids that. BUT we are getting attached. Dangit, we are getting attached. AND we do not do this. We don't do it with foster dogs. I made plans on our course of action when we got home so that I wouldn't get attached. So that we would treat him like a foster dog (where we get *sort of* attached, but not the same way that we would our own pup). Yet, we are getting attached. *sigh* Whether this means that he is our next family member or not, I do not know. I'm scared to even think that, to be honest. He's just so small and cute and I'm so afraid of falling for another dog. *sigh*
What I DO know about him:
He is 5yrs old.
He is 5yrs old.
He is approx. 2 1/2 lbs.
He has an occasional slight limp that they have no idea why.
He is NOT neutered (that will be fixed ASAP).
He likes women more than men.
He is very cuddly.
He is potty trained.
He is so small, he has to wear a cat coller. *snicker*
He loves to play.
He has been fed people food and "potted meat" (I assume this is Spam?) and doesn't know that he is supposed to eat people food. I need help with this one. *sigh*
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