The promise I made a few weeks ago not to get a pet still holds, solidified by the ‘petsitting’ that we’ve been doing this Christmas. Don’t get me wrong, I love Scuppers and I don’t mind his visits, but I don’t need a dog as an alarm clock. And, how could I ignore a dog bouncing into our room at 3 AM--just not worth the cleanup. Then there are the middle-of-the-day calls to go outside. Dogs seem to need hourly attention.
Today I have the companionship of Scuppers while the rest of the family has gone into Cambridge. I’m aware that I am distracted from my silence, solitude and simplicity, but I don’t mind for one day. When I hear the jingle of his collar, my solitude is broken because he and I simply have to exchange a little conversation.
Oh, I’m enjoying the visit of Izzy as well, but we’re not getting a cat either.
Today I have the companionship of Scuppers while the rest of the family has gone into Cambridge. I’m aware that I am distracted from my silence, solitude and simplicity, but I don’t mind for one day. When I hear the jingle of his collar, my solitude is broken because he and I simply have to exchange a little conversation.
Oh, I’m enjoying the visit of Izzy as well, but we’re not getting a cat either.