I didn’t want to lose my patience today.
I didn’t want to raise my voice or say no, bad dog or get down.
I didn’t want to scold or clean up messes.
I didn’t want to hear whimpering or the annoying squeak of a plush toy.
I didn’t want to be nipped at or scratched.
I didn’t want to raise my eye brows in shock when I discovered another characteristic I was unaware dog’s possessed or another chewed item… Baseboards? Garden hose? Metal leg of table? Really?
I didn’t want to have to dry my tears as I wondered if we had made the biggest mistake of our lives.
I wanted nothing but smiles and laughter and wagging tails.
I wanted everything to go smoothly.
I wanted everyone to be agreeable. Happy and content.
I didn’t want to become one of those people. You know the kind that show pictures of their latest pride and joy to people they barely know.
I didn’t want to admit that Cesar Millan might just know what he’s talking about. We now DVR The Dog Whisperer.
I didn’t want to be a frequent shopper card carrier at PetSmart, PetCo or Muttropolis.
I didn’t want to subscribe to another magazine. Hello, Dog Fancy!
I didn’t want to be the person that left a party early because I knew it was feeding time at home.
I didn’t want to fall in love, but I am.