You know when you want something so bad that you can't talk about it to anyone? Lots of people knew that I wanted a dog. From the moment that we discussed me moving to Hamilton, it was understood that I am moving because I love Jason and want to be with him AND I GET TO HAVE A DOG. We (I) talked repeatedly about what would happen when we get a dog, how fluffy he was going to be, how happy we would be when we walked him, how cute he would be with the cats when they stopped hating each other... it's been on my mind for ever, it seems.
Then, my mom got a dog (Tucker, who is an adorable and slightly out of control puffball) and it was final. I needed to get a dog ASAP.
On my Birthday, we were at the cottage and a kitten showed up at the door. The actual words out of my mouth were "Nooooo. We can't get another cat! I want a dog!" and then I went out to play with the kitten. But feral kittens bite and other than playing "Shred Amanda's Hand", it was obvious that this kitten wasn't adoptable. I went back inside, totally forlorn and opened twitter. The second tweet I saw? "My sister needs to give up her dog, anyone need a puppy?" YES, I DO.
It seemed like fate! I want a puppy AND it's my birthday AND I just moved to a huge property with a fence and tons of walking trails.
We agreed to come and meet Finnegan yesterday morning, and knowing that another man and a couple were looking at him, too, I was extremely nervous. For days before I read everything I could find about Labs, and frequently I would just sit there and stare at his picture and imagine what he was going to be like. Jason caught me doing this, although I tried to pretend like I was playing some kind of iPad game by poking at the screen every now and then. He outright laughed in my face and said "Are you just sitting there staring at his picture?" "Yes, I'm not stupid! I know we might not get to keep him!" I said and then because even saying those words made me almost start crying, I got up and left the room pretending to look for socks.
We got to keep him! (Obviously).
They drove him over yesterday afternoon and although it was super hard for them to say goodbye (their baby is allergic to dogs), we were so happy to introduce him to the house! He is trained, but he forgets his manners when meeting new people and jumps up. Other than that, he's super great! Great at rolling in the dirt, great at eating make-up applicators, great at lying down and sighing heavily, great at smelling tons and tons of things! He already made a buddy out of the Chocolate Lab four doors down.
The kitties are confused as hell about what is making all the noise, since we've kept them separated so far. Everything that we have read says that you have to take it super slow while introducing dogs to cats. It can take weeks to do it properly. He has lived with a cat before and didn't mind it, but the kitties were traumatized by our neighbours dog and are super wary.
And Jason? He's secretly (not so secretly) smug that the dog loves him just slightly better. But I'm going to work on that.