brookcove
Posted : 11/4/2008 8:59:28 AM
Chances are huge that neither will adjust their work load to accomodate
a dog. They may think they will but few people work hard to put
themselves through school and then turn around after staring in their
chosen fields only to say gee I need a shorter day because my dog is
lonely..... One white collar, one blue collar fine but the hours have
to be flexible in the occupations of at least one.
See, how this goes? It's an individual thing. At different times of my life, including right now, Bonita would not place a pup with me. When I got my first four dogs, we were newly graduated from school (Patrick with his master's degree, me working on mine), I was teaching, Patrick was holding down two different salaried jobs.
And of course now I'm one of those livestock people, though I certainly have no problem with large dogs inside. LOL I write this as I sit on the very tippy edge of the bed because there's a 10 pound dog, two 35 pound dogs, and one 95 pound dog scootching me off. I'll admit though that there are two large dogs outside but they sort of couldn't do their jobs from in here.
Again, if Bonita were a close buddy of mine and she still held the line on these limitations - I would have no problem and we'd still be buds.
The purchase of a pup isn't the acquisition of a commodity. It's the beginning - at least I think so - of a relationship between you/your family, a new dog, and a breeder who will be there to advise and mentor. Even if you have experience in the breed, as I did, your breeder still has a vision of what their pup's future will be. If a breeder places a pup against their principles for no real reason, they'll always wonder, if anything goes wrong, whether it is traceable to a mismatch between their expectations and the pup's actual environment.
When Julie turned me down, I learned almost immediately about a breeding that had been done, and the pedigree of the pups would be like re-creations of my old heart dog, Ben. I hardly knew the breeder, the breeding already had a waiting list before it had even been done, but I contacted them anyway. I ended up last in line as some buyers pulled out over the course of the pregnancy and it was a nice-sized, healthy litter. Before they were a week old I knew "Teddy" was mine. I met him at six weeks, got him at ten and a half weeks, and he did indeed grow to be a reflection of his older house mate. I see so much of Ben in him.
The timing turned out to be perfect, too. I was extremely ill most of last year, and he was in no way ready to train. The pups my friend bred started working right about that time, and now are training and trialing at a high level. Now that I'm getting all my issues unraveled, Ted's at the peak of his training and in two months when I'm a new person (minus one troublesome major organ) - he'll be ready for intense competition. Those wonderful pups Julie bred would have sat spinning their wheels at a time when they most needed me to train!
So it all worked out for the good. There's a story in the Bible where God meets a guy on the road, and unexpectedly, the first thing God says to him is not "Bow down worm!" or, "Hey, why aren't you in church?" or even "Why on earth are you killing Christians?" which is what this guy was on his way to do.
He said, "Why are you kicking against the goad, you silly man?" He was comparing him to an ox that was being driven along a dangerous path. They'd use a sharpened stick to poke the ox on the side where it was steep or rocky, and normally the ox would move away from the discomfort, as that's its instinct. I do the same thing with my sheep to move them in a chute or sort them - I'll reach out and give their wool a wee tug and they move away from that. It's a calm interaction.
But this guy was figuratively continuing on his dangerous or inadvisable path, and kicking uselessly at what he couldn't do anything about - when in fact if he accepted what was unchangeable and paid attention to doing the right thing (the only thing we CAN control) - many lives would have been saved and his path would have been so much easier.
Been there. Done that. If anyone wants a t-shirt I've got about a dozen in various sizes - I bought them dearly but I'll give them away! 