What happens when you leave a guy to his own devices for 3 weeks?
He goes and gets a puppy.
OK. In Kelly's defense, he has been wanting a doggy in like, forever. Except while we've been in Sydney, we've been living in an uptight wanker-designer apartment that's as uptight with its animal-in-apartment regulations. And adopting a pet would have been too much hassle.
We've talked a lot about adopting. And mind you, I am NOT for puppy mills AT ALL. Y'know, those awful breeders who breed pups and spit them out like they were from a factory line. I firmly believe in going to the SPCA and giving one of those poor pups or kitties there a fair shot in life. (I've been wanting a kitty, whereas Mister has been wanting a doggy).
While he's been back in Cape Town visiting (and obviously with too much time on his hands)... he's been talking about Boston Terriers. Googling them, looking into who breeds them (ARGHHH!)... chasing down owners walking their Boston Terriers in the streets... you get the idea. I've always been quite partial to them - they were my Uni mascot after all! (Boston University. Go Terriers!!!)
I like how they're kinda ugly till they're cute. Y'know. Like if a Gremlin shagged a Pug... you'd get a Boston Terrier. HAHAHA!
So before I knew it, during our evening Skype sessions, he would give me updates on which breeders from where he'd been in contact with... I would grill him on how these breeders operate (since I was and am still very against the idea of buying from a factory-mill breeder vs. rescuing from the pound).
To his credit he had checked out dogs at the pound but has been dead set on "I WANT A BOSTON TERRIER!" and since they're kinda rare in S.Africa, of course there were none at the pound. So he found a few reputable people who only have a few litters a year, since they claim to have the animals' welfare at heart. (But really, if you had the animals' welfare at heart, would you really be breeding puppies then wrenching them away from their Mamas all for a price? OK, don't get me started here).
And lo and behold, I open my inbox a few days ago and he has gone and put a deposit down for the little one on the left (the bigger one).
First thoughts: CUUUUUUUUUUTE!!!!! (Awww... he looks like a little turd!)
Second thoughts: WHAT THE EFF?!?!??????? YOU PUT DOWN A DEPOSIT?!?!????
But you know what... the deed's been done, the deposit's been placed... the puppy's still with his Mama until he's big enough to be... "wrenched away from Mama"... into the big hairy arms of Kelly in a few weeks' time. Oh dear, I'm talking like it's only his dog when I know it'll really be my dog too.
I am of course extremely excited and thrilled coz he's gonna be such a cutie!! BUT... I'm also kinda nervous about this since... well, dogs are a big responsibility and they're kinda clingy, aren't they? (Spoken like a true cat person. Oh, and did I mention I'm also ALLERGIC to dogs?!) Yeah, that's just a small oversight which held us back a little from adopting a dog before too. *nervous laugh*
OK. Hello Joyful Surrender. Hmm... I suppose there's a good Kinesiologist in Cape Town I could always visit if this allergy starts acting up. There, I have my Plan B in place.
So... I guess... you can look forward to more doggy pictures and stories in the near future. I CAN'T WAIT TO MEET HIM!!! (We're already thinking up poncey names for him.) :)