I got this dog, Charlie, for Emma and Noah. Mostly Emma, i told myself. Turns out, my soul has needed him the most. And apparently my subconscious likes a good challenge. Ugh, way to go, subconscious. ;-)
Things I have learned about dogs and cats (and myself) in the last few days:
1. Dogs need to be let out a lot. I need slippers and a hat by the door at all times.
2. It is f%*king cold outside.
3. The constant fresh air is invigorating.
4. My arms & legs are getting stronger from being pulled around by a dog AND me pulling him another direction. ;-)
5. Cats are enablers. They encourage depression. Think about it: my cats are living for the days when all I want to do is burrow under blankets, eat ranch dip, and cry while binge-watching Netflix.
6. Dogs are a super good reason to be more diligent about emptying the trashcans and taking it outside.
7. I now have company on my walks. Company that never says a word, but makes me work harder, never slowing down.
8. Young cats are stinkers who like to tease a dog.
9. Cats appreciate us more as life begins to resume some normality. The purring is louder.
10. I have less time to dwell on negativity when there's a dog who requires my attention.
11. 40 pound dogs can magically fit through a door intended for cats. I seriously hope he doesn't break it.
12. Sometimes our dog needs me to sit with him while he falls asleep. Because he's never had love before now. But I love him. And the kids love him. And even though I am often exhausted, I have lain down with the kids many, Many, MANY nights. So now I have a furry baby too.
13. This dog tells on Emma when she's up in the night digging around in the kitchen. Charlie would like everyone to be sleeping.
I would like to be sleeping. I should be. ...goodnight.
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