This trip home to NYC marks the last planned plane ride out of Austin for a few months. I say last “planned” because I’m sure a surprise trip will pop up somewhere, but for now, it feels nice to know my feet will be firmly planted in one spot for a little while. With this hiatus of travel comes getting to unpack my suitcase and actually put it away in my closet, getting back into my 7am PBJ & gym routine, and having some time to collect my thoughts and focus on my work. It also brings up a topic that my boyfriend and I have been throwing around for months. A topic that puts us in the category of one of those couples, and moves us into an meta-chapter in our life in Austin somewhere between “Ah! We’re moving in together!” and “Ah! We are in our 30’s and settling down!”
We want to get a dog.
Now I know what you’re thinking. If you’re in your 30’s or 40’s or higher, you’re thinking “That’s right kid, getting a dog is a biiggg responsibility!”, and if you’re in your teens or twenties you’re thinking “Dogs are awesome! You should totally get one!” I just articulated a form of age discrimination, but just follow me here. I hear both of those arguments, and it’s exactly those two states of mind that Dave and I have been debating since October. Is this a very big deal? Or not? Let me lay out the dangerously typical I-hope-you-don’t-click-away-now pros and cons for you.
- Saving a life at the animal shelter
- Having a sidekick that brings about smiles and lighthearted moments
- A friend to greet you when you walk in the door
- A warm body to cuddle with (small fact: I’m a huge cuddler)
- A companion while I’m working from home
- An awesome jogging buddy
- Unconditional love pouring out of it’s cute little body at all times (only a girl could write that sentence. Amiright?)
- The need to constantly worry about getting home to take care of the dog; i.e. a loss of complete freedom
- Walking the dog in the rain and cold (“Hey Dave?…”)
- Monthly expenses like heartworm pills and dog food
- Vet bills
- We leave the city for trips fairly often, so we’ll either need really good friends to watch him/her or we’ll have to put the dog in a kennel (tear)
/end dangerously typical list
Over time, and with much thought, we’ve started leaning more and more towards “let’s do it.” While the cons of getting a dog are important to be aware of to ensure we can be good caretakers, the pros of “saving a dog”, and “unconditional love pouring out of it’s cute little body at all times” are pulling into first place. There’s something about the company of a dog that’s very hard to put into words (actually when I see a dog and do try to put it into words, they come out an octave higher than usual and are limited to “Awww” and “hitherecutelittleguywutchadoin?”). I’m both excited and a little nervous to take the plunge when we get back to Austin next week. I’ve warned Dave that the first dog I lay eyes on is the one I will want, so he should probably go into the shelter first and select which ones I see. I’m a sucker for a cute face, and a good cuddle.
Do you have a dog? How has it affected your life?