Hon, if I had read all the stuff about having a child, what it would cost me over my lifetime, how many times he/she would break my heart, the things I would have to sacrifice, big hollibobs, going out with my buddies, 'freedom'.... and then if I thought of all the 'bad' things that could happen, kid ending up on drugs, pregnant at 15....
If I had read all of that stuff before I had my son (now 29)! maybe I wouldn't be a nana now to 3 gorjuss grandsons and (very very very very soon) my first granddaughter
You are absolutely right to think long and hard, but sometimes you just gotta go with the flow, and the right thing will happen, despite, not because of, our plans.
So, don't say 'I'm going to adopt this dog - end of!'
Do say 'I'm going to do a bit of research, get to know the dog, introduce him to my 'family', and then see how you feel. You
will feel something, but if you start off feeling afraid (because of all the worribobble 'this might happen' stuff you read), then it probably won't happen anyway.
I fostered for a few years, initially I just had Fudgie as my 'resident' dog, and later on Bas got his paws under our table. I can remember the first time I met Bas, I was helping transport him from North Wales to Norfolk (I think), and he overnighted here with us.
My very very first impressions were.... nice enough, not my 'type', but 'good luck little 'un eh'
and he stayed the night with us, and he and Fudgie just hit if off immediately... Fudgie was used to having strange strays turn up to stay with us, sometimes for a few months, but I knew that he and Bas were perfect for each other. And the next day I drove him hundreds of miles away to his 'forever home'.
For a week or so, I was listening out for news, was did settling? I told my foster co-ordinator that if it didn't work out with his new family I would foster him like a shot, another week went past, and another, and I thought it was a done deal, and I was resigned to never seeing him again.
Then out of the blue I got a call to say it hadn't worked out in his new home, even though, fair play to his new owners, they hadn't given up straight away, had persevered for almost a month...
Bas came straight back to me on foster, and within a week we had become 'failed fosterers' - something I swore I would never, ever do.
What I'm trying to say is, if it's right for you and Kara and everyone else to get a second dog, it will happen. It might not be the one
you would choose, but somehow, someday, it will happen.
Personally, I absolutely believe that dogs generally do much better with dog company, they have a language we humans don't share, it's 'normal' for dogs to seek out other dogs for companionship, etc.
But don't be pressured into anything, maybe just 'be available' and 'open'. Do your research (this is a very straightforward page that I really like)
Introducing a 2nd DogI love this web site - click 'All Tips' and there are six pages of hints and tips covering a wide range of dog training & behaviour topics.
But seriously Conny, don't set yourself up, don't make a decision and
then be faced with 'having to make it work'.
If it's right, you'll know; if it's wrong, you'll know; and if you're not 100% sure it's right, then I would put that in the 'it's probably wrong' box. You will know if/when the dog that's destined to share your life comes along, I guarantee you, you'll know! I 'knew' with Bas, but thought that it just wasn't to be because he already had other plans, and look what happened..... It
was meant to be!
Conny, I hope this helps,
S