When I retired more than ten years ago, I wanted three things—a piano, a hot tub, and a puppy. Shortly after I moved back to Arizona, I bought a piano, and for some reason the hot tub no longer appealed to me, but I never lost my desire for a puppy. I have always loved dogs, but because I was forever on the go, I settled for loving someone else’s, my brother’s “Snug,” and my sister’s “Petey.”
For ten years now I have, from time to time, seriously considered finding a dog, but just never got around to it. However, this pandemic, self quarantining, and serious physical problems drastically increased my feelings of aloneness. I thought how good it would be to have something else in this house that moves and breathes and makes noise—someone to miss me when I am gone and be glad when I come home—someone to love, hold, and cuddle.
So, ten days ago, without a lot of consideration, particularly consideration of my physical limitations, I bought a little eight weeks old black poodle—black with grey and white markings. He is absolutely gorgeous! My brother, who is here for the holidays, did nothing to discourage my thoughtless decision. After buying all the necessary paraphernalia at Pet Smart, we brought our beautiful little black boy home, and reality set in. TOBI was NOT trained for the Potty Pad, and my Belgian rugs were in peril. His little teeth and claws are sharper than a darner’s needle and I have seven visible wounds to prove it. Obviously, his owner had not been up front with her information.
My brother, who has fallen in love with this tiny mite, could spend every waking hour cuddling, playing and taking him out for a pee-pee, and I? I have discovered that I do not move fast enough to scoop him up before he pees or poops on the floor. When I do take TOBI out I am afraid of falling, and so on. I have decided that I was out of my mind when I bought this sweet little creature. My brother and all his help will be gone in a few days. Then what will I do? I can’t “UNBUY” him. He is mine for better or for worse. Some days I think I can manage him, and some days I am sure that I cannot.
Some decisions are reversible, but let’s face it! We all, at some time or another, make decisions that we cannot unmake. There are certain decisions some of us would rewind or delete if we could, but I can’t just throw Tobi out with the garbage. I can’t ignore him. He is a little being that needs feeding, loving, and nurture. So, I have decided I will own my decision, because avoiding bad decisions is not the objective; owning them is.
I will admit that this decision was an emotional one, which came mostly from my heart. When I saw this tiny black pup, all objectivity escaped me. I just wanted to scoop him up and take him home, and that’s what I did.
I did not question myself before I decided to decide. I did not consider the consequences nor think about the worst and best things that could happen. Never once did I think about the changes this decision would create.
In the moment, it seemed I had made the right call, but now that the impact has set in, I realize that my judgment was cloudy. Now, I am facing the cold, hard facts. I am not physically able to keep up with energetic little Tobi. It is difficult to clean up the pee-pee and poop, and taking him out in the middle of the night is doubly difficult.
So! What to do? I cried all day yesterday, at the thought of giving him up. How can I put him in the arms of a stranger?
After much thought and a sleepless night, I have arrived at a temporary plan. I will work diligently with his potty training, and teach him to tolerate the leash. I will enroll him in an obedience training class, and I will be extra, extra careful, when I take him outside. I should know before long whether or not this plan is working. If not, I will entrust him to someone who will love him as much as I do.
I will make the best of the situation I have created. The results are yet to be seen. The Jury is still out.
Right now, you may be living through the last really bad decision you made. Don’t beat yourself up over it. While you can’t go back in time and change your choice, you can face the hard, cold facts, and make the best of the situation you have created. And, you can make this situation a stepping stone to wiser future decisions.
Luke 14:28 (The Message) says, “Is there anyone here who, planning to build a new house, doesn’t first sit down and figure the cost so you’ll know if you can complete it? If you only get the foundation laid and then run out of money, you’re going to look pretty foolish. Everyone passing by will poke fun at you. ‘He started something he couldn’t finish.’”
Good Counsel: Do some serious thinking before making your decision. What will be the outcome of your choice?
REMEMBER, THE SUN WILL COME OUT TOMORROW!