As I was given a very unexpected gift of a new puppy for Christmas this year, I found myself at a little bit of a loss. What do I do with this new bundle of joy? I have had dogs my whole life, but they have always been "outside" dogs and no kind of potty training was needed. This has always worked great for me. My new little bundle that I received this year is a Chiweenie; this is a Chihuahua and Dachshund mix with a very small bladder. We named her Kayla.
Having recently moved to living on my own, I’ve discovered that fish don’t make the best companions for daily life. However, in choosing a new pet, I ran into a series of problems. I’m not a dog person. I’m allergic to cats. I don’t like the smell of hamsters. My apartment complex would not let me have a reptile, and birds make far too much noise. It seemed to be a dismal plight – I was doomed not to have a companion.
I’m old enough to be a grandmother, but instead find myself in my later years raising a very active three-year-old named Ruby Joy. She has reddish-brown hair, huge, expressive brown eyes, and a little stump of a tail. Did I mention that she is a cute, annoying, bounce off the walls, hyper, lick-everything-in-sight, boxer? Yes, she has four legs, but she is my baby. My husband and I finally got our last fledgling out of the house and were enjoying a happy empty nest.
I know that we have a lot of pet lovers here at the Riverside Branch. My husband and I share our home with two rather elderly cats, one of whom sometimes drives us nuts! When my daughter got her own apartment and left us empty-nesters, she wanted to leave with Cuddles, "her" cat. After much discussion, we both decided that such a move would be too upsetting for a sixteen-year-old cat.