Three years ago we had to put our 13 year old dog down; we also her 8 year old brother. I have had dogs and other assorted pets (cats, birds, rabbits, turtles, hamsters and a chicken) my entire life. My husband had a few dogs growing up. When the topic of getting another dog comes up, I have been the one to say, the currently 11 year old will be my last. I work full time away from the house and actually come home during lunch to give the dog a quick walk on the days my husband is on the road. When I do come home, it takes my entire lunch break, so I look forward to the days my husband is home, as I can have a somewhat relaxing lunch in our break room.
Our dog has been slow and not eating well the past couple of week and had labs done on Monday, which were not good. He actually became more lethargic on Tuesday and ultrasound and xrays were preformed today. While we were hoping the scans would be normal, as expected, they were not; he had a mass on/near his spleen. The decision is to put him down on Monday as my husband is out of town for work, and this is his best friend.
I am the one that does not want another dog, and definitely not a puppy. Again, I have never, not had a dog, but I think at 63 years old, I am ready to not have to take care of another one. The children and grandchildren live in other states, so when we go to visit, the cost of boarding the dog come into play. Selfishly, I would like my lunchtime back, or not being the one to solo care for the dog when my husband is out of town. As we downsized to a townhome, we don’t have a yard for a dog like we did in the old house, so all exercised is by leash walks. On the weekends I don’t have a problem, but going out in the morning before work when it is rainy and/or cold, I don’t love. While I would do anything for this dog, this weekend, I have to carry him up and down the stairs (2 flights) as he doesn’t have the energy to walk them. He only weights 40 lbs., but going up with my bad back isn’t the easiest!
My husband really does not want to take no for an answer. We have agreed that until things settle down with COVID, as each of us have had our hours cut, we would hold off on making a decision. A dog for my husband is really a mental health thing; not as a therapy dog or anything; he just enjoys the walks with the dog and the bond. This dog won’t do things for me if his “daddy” is around; he will always wait for my husband.
My daughter suggested when we were ready, that we should think about fostering dogs. That way, we get the benefits without a life long commitment. We actually know a couple of people that work with Golden Retriever Rescue, so we can talk to them. Part of me knows when I have another dog in the house, I will fall in love. Then the selfish part of me keeps thinking about my age, the lack of dog hair, not having to walk in the rain for 30 minute and drying off a dog, worrying about coming home at lunch, or if I want to run errands after work. I think I am ready for some freedom. We both are bigger dog people, and my husband hates little dogs and cats.
If others have had to deal with this, what were your thoughts; how did you decide? If I say no, my husband will be really sad; who’s feelings take precedents?