Next, allow me to clarify the title of this post. I want another pup. I want many another pups. But today my Kahlua put his paw down.
We had the most wonderful afternoon at my friend Sheila’s house. Sheila is a wonderful human being and a rather brave one, because she is fostering an 11 week old puppy. Her personal dog is a beautiful, wonderful, calm and very affectionate Great Dane named Shadow.
|Beautiful, shadow all puppied out!|
I say she is brave because an 11 week old puppy is a LOT of work and it’s no mean feat fostering one.
Meet Esme, a bundle of love and happiness who was found abandoned alone, and now is being fostered by my lovely friend. She is up for adoption through Last Hope Rescue Florida.
|Gosh Kahlua, go home already so I can sleep!|
She is one lucky pup to have found such a great foster family, but remember, she wants her forever family. Do you want to be her forever home?
|Loving foster mom Sheila, and sweet Esme.|
|Kahlua & Esme. Esme is great with other dogs, of all shapes and sizes!|
|Auntie Sheila, I love you!|
Esme goes outside to do her business. She is very play motivated. Food and play motivation automatically makes a pup very trainable.
|Can you see anything, Shadow? Is she having more fun than us ?|
Puppies are addictive. Puppies are little love bundles. So ofcourse I was all over Esme. Now I feel like I was cheating on Kahlua, but come on.. he is affectionate toward other humans too! Sometimes he even forgets about me .. and that is (not) ok.
|Look Kahlua, your mom loves ME now! muhahahah!|
So, Kahlua’s reaction to this puppy love phase of mine, was a loud whine and a very puppy puppy-face. My boy was actually, well I don’t really like the word ‘jealous’ .. let’s say.. possessive.
I do honestly believe that pups go through all these emotions just like we do. And how do you explain to them that you love them, unconditionally, even if you can love another pup? I am not sure you can! Which is why I’ve reached the conclusion that I probably cannot adopt another pup. (I had an inkling about this when I briefly fostered a dog, but that’s a story for another post.) Maybe in the future there can be a family dog, but another dog who is solely mine, like Kahlua is, is probably a ship that has sailed.
And I am ok with that! Why shouldn’t he feel this way ? I am the only family he has ever known! I’m the only thing he has to call his own.
|Ma, you are obnoxiously embarrasing.|
His happiness is way more important to me than my desire to adopt again anytime soon. And who knows, maybe will grow out of it ? (Do they ever grow up?)