Shut Up! Shut Up! Shut Up!

It is 5:16 am and my daughter’s dog is barking as if her life depended on it. This is not the first time I’ve gone to check on her either. She barks incessantly and for no other reason than she wants attention.

Like most puppies, there is this drive to play and need for attention, I know this; it’s one of the reasons I don’t have any pets in my home any more. My daughter loves her dog, this is not in question, my issue now is my daughter is not here and it has fallen to me and my bride to take care of the dog.

Herein lies another reason we don’t have pets, I don’t have the time and attention to give to a pet. Before you say I’m one of those pet haters, I’m not, I really kind of like pets, but I feel it is unfair of me to get one if I’m not willing to take the time to love and nurture it like it would need, ergo, I have no pets.

Now as I sit here in my office, Lord of the Rings music playing to help calm the savage beast stirring in my heart, all I can hear is the dog barking, I feel horrible for not stopping what I’m doing and giving 100% of my attention to this animal.  And here is the other thing having an animal in the house is doing to me; making me feel like a horrible person for not spending my time on this dog.

I don’t wish the dog ill mind you, she’s a cute little puppy when she’s not barking…continuously. Perhaps she’s spoiled and this is much like training your kids when they were young; it’s harder on the parent than the children, and if you’ve been a parent you know what I’m talking about.

I’m ranting this morning and I know it, I had plans of what I was going to do for my thirty minutes of writing today, and it was not to talk about my daughter’s dog, who by they way is still barking and it is now 5:30 am; she has not stopped. Some days I guess we just don’t get what we want, perhaps there is a lesson in there for me today; patience and my obvious need for it. I guess I’ll go check on the puppy and make sure she’s okay. Man now I really want to go to work today, ha!

Now you know what I think, do you think less of me? What do you think?


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