Hound dog
Nana's are Beautiful
Nichole's car got broken into thursday night. She discovered it when going to work on friday morning. They'd ripped out her stereo unit and took anything that looked pawnable that was in the car. Also broke into every car in the parking lot. Car insurance will cover the loss.
BUT this made an already nervous Nichole determined to get a dog. I tried to talk her out of it, mostly knowing her boyfriend would have a cow about it. But Nichole is already nervous that she has to spend many nitetime hours alone at the apartment...with no landline phone....and only her cell to rely on. It's not the world's greatest neighborhood.....Although she knows many of her neighbors, it also means she knows what they're capable of. Which is why she's fairly certain she knows who did the car break ins. It's his MO.
So since the break in she's been searching kill shelters for the perfect dog. Kill shelters because in this area they are absolutely overrun with dogs and are having to put huge numbers to sleep each week.
She asked me to go with her to our kill shelter and see if they had any prospects. Since there was no talking her out of it, I decided helping her get a dog that is a good fit was the next best thing and said yes.
We were careful, we spent alot of time there today getting to know each dog/puppy and whatever background the pound had on them. They had one collie mix that melted your heart, a real sweetie pie he was. He'd been adopted out earlier and the wardon had to bring him back cuz the family that adopted him wouldn't keep him contained and the neighbors wouldn't stop complaining so he picked him back up again. He would've been perfect but he was much too big.
Nichole settled on a little mutt puppy maybe 2-3 mos old. Very good natured sweet pup...reminds me much of my Molly. I think she has some shepard in her but she's one it's hard to pinpoint. Perty lil thing though. They flea bathed her for nichole and set her up with a bag of dog food (good stuff).
But all the while I'm making sure Nichole has thought it thru. What is she gonna do with pup when working? What about the crying at night? Is she willing to put in the time for training? ect. She seemed to have put much thought into it and had a plan in place.
Sooooooo. Yeah, boyfriend was against this from the get go. 1. because he doesn't want to care for it. 2. (the biggest reason) because it was Nichole's idea and something she wanted/needed.
We went to drop the pup off so she could take me home...cuz I told Nichole pup was too small to ride in the car with no one holding her/no crate. boyfriend was not happy by a long shot. And was acting like a pouting/tantrum child.
On the way to my house I told Nichole I hoped this wasn't going to start big trouble in the house. She told me it was already there. That boyfriend is a self-centered spoiled brat and getting on her last nerve. Anything thing she wants regardless of what it is......he nixes it even if he has to blow it into a big fight. But if he wants something....regardless of what it is......he will get it/do it no matter what Nichole has to say about it. And she'd fed up.
Hmmmmmm. Interesting. lol
I simply said, well honey, sometimes you don't really get to know someone until you live with them everyday.
Personally, I feel better with the dog there. It is a nice apartment, but not in a nice neighborhood. There are drug addicts, ex cons......you name it living near by. Nichole sleeps like the dead. A barking dog can alert her in time to call the police. And is a far better solution than sister in law giving her a handgun......now that one is scary.
New doggie will not be an issue with the landlord. Nichole had the foresight to check with her first.
Doesn't sound like happily ever after is happening in the Nichole/boyfriend household.
BUT this made an already nervous Nichole determined to get a dog. I tried to talk her out of it, mostly knowing her boyfriend would have a cow about it. But Nichole is already nervous that she has to spend many nitetime hours alone at the apartment...with no landline phone....and only her cell to rely on. It's not the world's greatest neighborhood.....Although she knows many of her neighbors, it also means she knows what they're capable of. Which is why she's fairly certain she knows who did the car break ins. It's his MO.
So since the break in she's been searching kill shelters for the perfect dog. Kill shelters because in this area they are absolutely overrun with dogs and are having to put huge numbers to sleep each week.
She asked me to go with her to our kill shelter and see if they had any prospects. Since there was no talking her out of it, I decided helping her get a dog that is a good fit was the next best thing and said yes.
We were careful, we spent alot of time there today getting to know each dog/puppy and whatever background the pound had on them. They had one collie mix that melted your heart, a real sweetie pie he was. He'd been adopted out earlier and the wardon had to bring him back cuz the family that adopted him wouldn't keep him contained and the neighbors wouldn't stop complaining so he picked him back up again. He would've been perfect but he was much too big.
Nichole settled on a little mutt puppy maybe 2-3 mos old. Very good natured sweet pup...reminds me much of my Molly. I think she has some shepard in her but she's one it's hard to pinpoint. Perty lil thing though. They flea bathed her for nichole and set her up with a bag of dog food (good stuff).
But all the while I'm making sure Nichole has thought it thru. What is she gonna do with pup when working? What about the crying at night? Is she willing to put in the time for training? ect. She seemed to have put much thought into it and had a plan in place.
Sooooooo. Yeah, boyfriend was against this from the get go. 1. because he doesn't want to care for it. 2. (the biggest reason) because it was Nichole's idea and something she wanted/needed.
We went to drop the pup off so she could take me home...cuz I told Nichole pup was too small to ride in the car with no one holding her/no crate. boyfriend was not happy by a long shot. And was acting like a pouting/tantrum child.
On the way to my house I told Nichole I hoped this wasn't going to start big trouble in the house. She told me it was already there. That boyfriend is a self-centered spoiled brat and getting on her last nerve. Anything thing she wants regardless of what it is......he nixes it even if he has to blow it into a big fight. But if he wants something....regardless of what it is......he will get it/do it no matter what Nichole has to say about it. And she'd fed up.
Hmmmmmm. Interesting. lol
I simply said, well honey, sometimes you don't really get to know someone until you live with them everyday.
Personally, I feel better with the dog there. It is a nice apartment, but not in a nice neighborhood. There are drug addicts, ex cons......you name it living near by. Nichole sleeps like the dead. A barking dog can alert her in time to call the police. And is a far better solution than sister in law giving her a handgun......now that one is scary.
New doggie will not be an issue with the landlord. Nichole had the foresight to check with her first.
Doesn't sound like happily ever after is happening in the Nichole/boyfriend household.
