I was the one who wanted the second dog, a sibling for the first. At least, that’s the angle with which I approached my husband – the importance of family.
“She looks so lonely,” I said to Dave.
“But she’s not,” he replied.
And as much as they love her, the kids weren’t all that anxious to add even more doody to the piles of doody they’re already picking up. Sure, it’s a funny word, but let’s be honest. Doody is sobering.
“Mom, things are fine just the way they are.” Desmond was particularly insistent. “What’s gonna happen when we leave for college? Two dogs will be more than you can handle.”
“Son, college is like five years away.”
“The time goes fast, though. I’ll be gone before you know it.”
I read somewhere that animals cannot embrace new information until the specifics are physically introduced into their lives. They’re not equipped to appreciate changes to their environment before said environment is actually changed.
For example, I told Zerega that Jesco was coming.
“Soon, you will have a baby brother. And he will be your favorite friend.”
As I spoke, she listened intently for key words, like “cookie” and “supper.”
Beyond that, she was completely disinterested.