All dogs go to heaven?
Ok, now this is a pity post. I'll just say it right up front. I need lots of pity comments. And, just so you know, it's not really about motherhood. Ok, it kinda is, but really, it's about my dog. My dog, the dog we so righteously adopted from an animal shelter and brought into our home, the canine who vomited copious amounts of gingerbread all over our carpet and gleefully licked my child's poopy bum, bit a child at our neighborhood playground this week. Yep, it was a bite. A real bite. No blood, but only just barely. It was one of the scariest things I've ever seen, and I've already woken up once screaming, "Get away from the dog!" in the middle of the night. It definitely rates up there with one of the worst days of my life. And really, there is nothing more fun than to go to the playground the next day and have your friend say to you, "Hey, did you hear that so and so got bit by a dog, in this playground?", and to overhear other similar conversations. I feel like putting up a neon sign on the entrance to our development saying, "YES, IT WAS MY DOG!" We hired a professional "canine counselor" to come and take a look at our dog, and she also took a look at the child's bite mark. Her opinion? Crate the dog immediately, keep him away from your child, and ship him back to the shelter post haste. My neighbor's opinions? Well, the ones with small chidren clearly want the dog out of the community. The ones without children, the ones with 2 dogs in their home? "Well, I'm such an animal rights advocate, I just can't imagine just giving up on an animal like that. After all, you don't know what the dog's history is. You don't know what he's gone through." Great. So I'm 'giving up' on an animal. Me, the ulitmate dog lover, giving up on an animal. But the Mommy in me is telling me that hey, sorry, nature's cruel, but I'm lookin' out for my own. You want to be in our world? You can't bite. You blew it, dog. And Mommy's instincts always win. So, just saying that we are feeling sad over here these days, because it's always hard to get rid of a pet. I think I'm doing the right thing, taking the dog back to the shelter, and I think the entire community would breathe easier knowing that the dog is gone. Still, it's a hard thing to do. Anybody else have similar experiences? Any thoughts, comments, advice, places you know where to get the perfect dog? And, let me say, once again.... Snakes make great pets.