I spent yesterday morning at the Computer Hospital, getting upgraded to Windows 7 and knitting quietly while Steve did his magic rebuilding of my files. The talk turned to dogs (as it often does these days), and Steve was lamenting that he couldn't find a home for his big dog, Chica. "No one wants a big dog," he said. What popped into my head was "I want a big dog!"
Chica is (according to Steve), a sweet Siberian Husky/Yellow Lab mix, about 5-6 years old. She lives a sad and miserable life on a chain in Bean Station. Steve and his wife can no longer afford to take care of her, either in money or time. She was getting into trouble in the neighborhood while they were at work, (hence the chain), and what she really needs is a place to run and dig, and a family to pay attention to her.
It occurred to me that this is a dog who needs a home--and I have a home that needs a dog.
I am completely surprised that I would even consider this so soon. It feels a bit like a widow who got engaged at the funeral. I haven't met Chica yet, but I am intrigued.
When Bill comes home today, I think I will talk to him about this. I know, I know--I said I wasn't ready, but spending a week alone here, I was lonely, for the first time in thirty years.
Besides, Steve said if I took the dog, he'd upgrade Bill's computer for free...
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Sounds like it's a good thing all the way around! Go for it....kind of a good way to get an upgrade, too! Yep, it's the right thing to do...I feel it. :-)
hmg
Oh wow - I need to go keep reading to see what happens next......
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