Tuesday is my husband’s normal day off of work. Every now and then, we don’t fill our time up and take a breather..just the two of us. Kids are in school, I don’t typically meet too early with clients, and we both require coffee before being considered socially acceptable to be around others. So on this somewhat cloudy morning, I suggested we go to the river.
Feeding the ducks is normally something we’ll do with the kids. But when my husband and I take the time to do things like this, without them, it’s kinda special. And different. We’re not worrying about J. Rose falling in the water, not being rushed to go to the next spot. We really get to see things from a new perspective. It lets us have a glimpse of what life might be like when it’s just the two of us. Gotta say..even typing that feels weird! Just the two of us.
We already had 2 fur babies: one dog and a cat. So, when our oldest daughter was going through a difficult time and was afraid she’d have to give up her new, baby mini beagle, my heart broke. I mean, c’mon, it’s my grand-puppy!
Now, let me say, my husband’s a great man. He’s NOT, however, that guy who sees the homeless puppy and feels he MUST do something about it. Meaning, when the idea was thrown out for us to add Bailey to the fur babies crew, it was an emphatic “HELL NO!” or something like that. After all, he wanted to make sure everybody understood this was our house, and not a haven for strays. (We’ll save how we got the other 2 pets for a different time.)
After many tears from Lyss and I, Bailey found her new home. (I told you – great man!) He acts like he’s annoyed with her..all the time..but he does cuddle and play with her on the DL. And when she recently injured herself, he’d pick her up to set her on the special place she likes on our couch.
Now, about that 2nd daughter who has moved out and is talking about a new puppy…It HAS been stressed, there will be NO chance we’re taking in anymore dogs. None. At all. 😉