Jun 01 2006

Pup 13: Tony

Published by at 4:48 pm under Foster Dogs

May 30–31, 2006

I’m like that guy who picks up some floozie at the bar while his wife is in labor.

As Stella was being spayed at the vet, I went to Milo to see if any hounds needed a single night of love. I was so lonely. All I wanted was a little companionship.

I’d just finished reading an article about how black dogs are least likely to find new homes, so my newly enlightened heart went out to Tony, a muscular, blue-tongued lab mix.

He is a sweet but unruly boy. The cats have no awareness that they used up at least one of their lives last night.

Upon the dawning of a new day, I see the lesson of Tony was twofold:

  • Don’t choose your partners based on something you’ve read.
  • Don’t leap into a one-night situation just because your loved one is away.

The whole time Tony was here, I missed Stella. All morning I tried to erase the evidence of his visit: I vacuumed, I washed Stella’s bed where he’d slept, and I tried to mask the scent of his pee stains.

But when Stella came home, she knew. She gave me that look: “I’m so disappointed in you.”

I’ve been trying to convince her that he didn’t mean anything to me, that it was just one of those things. But I think it’s going to take time and some canned dogfood.

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