Anyone that knows me knows that I don't own a dog, but I want one. (Well, I really wanted a cat, but my parents hate cats... sad ) I've wanted one ever since...Well, ever since I can remember. But I've never had one of my own before, no matter how much I've begged and pleaded with my parents. Mom says we're never home enough, and the fur would make my allergies act up. Dad says it would make the house dirty, and I'm not responsible enough to take care of it myself.
But for some reason, recently my parents have been talking more and more about dogs. They even went as far as implying that we might get one. At first I was happy, but now I'm starting to have second thoughts...
See, Dad was telling me what the rules would be if we got a dog. He said in the daytime when we're all at work/school, we'd block off all the carpeted areas so the dog wouldn't be able to pee or poo on the carpets. Then when we'd get home, we'd un-block the living room, but the dining room and guest room would still be blocked off. And it wouldn't be allowed upstairs at all. And it would sleep in a big cage/crate/kennel-thing at night. And of course, we'd take it out on walks and let it out to go to the bathroom and stuff.
...I kinda have a problem with the whole room-blocking thing. I mean, I can understand why, but if we blocked off all the carpeted areas, that would only leave the kitchen and laundry room. And our kitchen is EXTREMELY SMALL. Like, for real. There's hardly standing room. And our laundry room isn't even a room, it's a narrow hallway that leads to the bathroom and the garage door. That's...not alot of space at all....Plus it wouldn't be allowed upstairs at all, even when we were home...
I have a problem with the sleeping in a pet crate thing. When I think of myself and a dog, I think of me asleep in my bed with the dog sleeping at the foot of the bed or something...Or with a doggy bed beside my bed.
And then it's the last thing he said that really made me sad...He said the dog wouldn't be allowed on the furniture at all. Not the couch, the chairs, the beds, nothing. Just on the floor. 24/7. And when I picture me and a dog...I've always thought of me and the dog curled up on the couch together, reading a book or something. sad
After hearing all that, I'm not so sure about getting a dog anymore. I'd LOVE to, but if I have to obey Dad's rules...the dog would be MISERABLE. (And I would be, too! D: ) I really don't understand why; all of my friends who have dogs can have their dogs on their furniture. Or, they're at LEAST allowed upstairs.
...I dunno...I'm not really sure it's worth it to have a dog, if it means not being able to have much fun with it...(At LEAST let me take it upstairs with me!! D: )
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