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Dog....again

This is the email I received this morning.

J0@n,I am still trying to place the dog . My sister had someone but that did not work out. So now I am going to put an ad up at the vet and PetSmart I would like to bring one in here as well but I just want to let you know. We want to place her ASAP.

Just fyi in case you see the ads. I do not want to upset you. But unfortunately we have to place her!

Sincerely, Michelle

DOESN’T WANT TO UPSET ME?????????????

HERE WE GO AGAIN!!!!!!!

I immediately called her and told her that we want the dog. I also told her that my son is going to be in town this weekend with his dog and that I did not want to bring the new dog into the house for the first time with another dog already there – that we would get her next week.

I then called my husband who agreed that we couldn’t stand the thought of some stranger at PetSmart getting this adorable dog. He REALLY wants this dog.

So, we’ll see what happens. I had just gotten used to the idea that I would probably never have a dog and now this opportunity comes along. I think that’s the secret to this – I have to see this as an opportunity, not some monster trying to force a rabid dog on me.

I’m fascinated how I react to this situation. I have pretty much mastered all of my panic situations except this one. I took a new job, I travel to Virginia, I actually enjoy holidays again. My son is coming to visit us this weekend with his family. Ordinarily, I would be immobilized with anxiety, and I am freaking a little because there will be extra people in the house and my schedule will be changed, but I know that I’m just going to breathe my way through it.

As far as the dog is concerned, it’s kind of hard to breathe when you’re doubled over with dry heaves and diarrhea and you’re rocking back and forth in your bed wearing the same clothes you had on for two days…and that’s after taking Effexor and Xanax.

For those of you who are totally bored with my attempts at dog ownership, I will not be hurt if you decide to stop reading. If I wasn’t living it, I probably wouldn’t be reading it either.

9:19 p.m. - January 22, 2008
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