Living in our 1 bedroom apartment with my parents and older brother, did not leave any room for any pets, so I grew up not having any feelings toward cats, dogs, birds of any kind. The only encounter with pets I had is when I visited my Granny Pearl on a farm. She lived with cats, dogs, chickens and ironically all of them had the same names Vasya and Marucya. I never understood why she never thought of any other names. I enjoyed visiting her; experiencing farm living and my love for the animals.
Coming back home to our cramped apartment I knew better than to ask my mom for a pet. She would not hear of it and in a way, I understood why.
Jump forward a few decades….. We are living in a nice size house and I should be more open to the idea of having pets. Growing up, Alex our eldest son always asked us for a dog. Instead we decided to give him a little brother. Even now so many years later he still reminds us that he had asked for a dog and instead we brought home a baby 🙂
When Max was 5 years old he knew he will not be getting any younger siblings, so he brought home a little kitten and begged us to keep him. We said we will consider it and that is how Peaches came into our life. Never mind that both Max and Alex developed cat allergies, we still kept him. I am sure some of you (my mom in particular) would think we were crazy not to get rid of the cat, but just look at him:
I never developed a huge love for house pets except for my Peaches and all the dogs that our neighbors and friends have……… but, yes there is a BUT and it’ a huge one, the one we completely forgot about it: we promised Max to get him a dog for his Bar Mitvah, and our time is quickly running out…..
……so this is what we did, we babysat our friends little doggy, and Max was in charge of feeding him and taking him for a walk. Our idea was for Max to get tired , so he would not want to have a dog, plus Peaches was terrified of the little “monster”, who by the way, would only make his doo doo in my dining room. Just look at this pictures: Treasure (little monster’s name) took over the house and Peaches is hiding behind the wall.
…. anyway our experiment did not work. Max loved babysitting Treasure and now he has not stopped asking us what kind of dog he will be getting for his Bar Mitzvah…
We are begging him to reconsider, if not for our sake, then for the love of Peaches, but if we do cave in, I am asking all you dog lovers what you suggest…..