Our new dog Willie came home last night. It's been a long wait in a couple of ways. I've wanted a dog since I was a kid, and after 36 years, i was finally going to get that opportunity. Also, Staci & I have wanted to get a dog practically since we moved in together. We were always held back by something- Staci being in school, my crazy landlord who was allergic to dogs, us moving back and forth to PA, and so on. When my season ended, it was finally the right time. So after searching through dozens of postings on many different shelters, we found Willie. He seemed perfect for our needs- low-key, older (ie trained and not hyper), and just the right size for our small apartment.
After visiting him on Saturday, we were able to finally get him yesterday. And after one day, I've got to say so far, so good. I really have only 2 "musts" for a dog. First, he can't be a beggar. I can't stand having a dog in my face when I am trying to eat, especially when their food is more expensive than mine! As we sat down for dinner last night, Willie barely looked up from his new favorite spot on the floor to sniff the aroma. Test 1: passed! My second thing is that my being awoken by said dog should be kept to a minimum. I have so many sleeping disorders, that I don't need anything adding to that. Aside from needing to go out at 2:30 AM, Willie did remarkably well, especially for a first night in a new home. He slept on the floor next to the couch, and while he woke up every time I moved, he would go right back to sleep. Test 2: passed!
So far, so good for Willie. I am curious/worried how his first day alone will be with both of us at work, but I am sure he will be fine. I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship.
