“How much is that doggie in the window? The one with the waggely tail?” –Patti Page
Just how, or why, we walked into the pet store in Topeka is still a mystery.
We had just dropped the grandkids off with their parents. The two boys toured the Kansas Autoracing Museum in Chapman, the Eisenhower Museum and were entertained by the Symphony at Sunset. We met the Kansas City parents halfway in Topeka on Sunday afternoon.
There, inside the pet score, were five dogs needing homes from a humane society.
It had been some time since I buried our last dog, a Cairn Terrier named Twister, under a tree and nailed her dog tags to the trunk to mark the spot.
Was it time for another dog?
My kids weren’t in high school yet when we drove to Topeka on a Sunday afternoon to “look” for a pet. There in a pet store was a litter of half Cocker Spaniel and half Springer Spaniel pups.
We paid $50 and took one home.
No contract, no forms to fill out. Just walked out the door.
On the ride home, we kicked around names like Gumdrop, Strawberry Shortcake and Pupcake. We settled on Cupcake. Yeah, the kids were young.
She was a good puppy. She wasn’t allowed to come upstairs at our home on Wildcat. But every once in a while, like to steal the roast off the table, she’d venture into off limits territory. Once, when the kids were called in from playing with neighbors to eat peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, the table was empty.
Our second dog, Twister, didn’t like storms. We gave her tranquilizers whenever it stormed and on the Fourth of July. It was the only way to calm her down.
She didn’t get people food but we always kept food in her bowl. She injured her CCL, the canine equivalent of the ACL, twice.
The first time was when she jumped off the deck to chase a rabbit and landed on her back leg wrong.
Our options were to take her to K-State and go through an operation or watch her limp on three legs.
We elected to wait and see.
On her own, Twister shed 10 pounds which helped her recover from the injury. She injured the other hindleg from which she also recovered on her own.
Our home on Jayhawk also had a fenced in backyard and a doggy door. She let herself in and out during the day and night.
We now live in the country with no doggy door and all types of critters so the thought of a puppy is scary.
Deciding we wanted a smaller dog, which the adoption group did not have, we went on a dog hunt last Sunday. We found a very cute Shorkie, a cross between a Shih Tzu and a Yorkie. And my advice? When the store employee says, “Would you like to hold him?”- run. Run fast. Very fast. Pups don’t cost $50 any more.
After some prying the puppy out of my wife’s arms, we left and visited the Topeka Humane Society and that’s when the day turned sad. The number of dogs in that shelter was over 100. It was busy and there were some adoptions that day but we left wondering why people don’t take care of their pets.
I don’t believe in the animal rights movement because those groups want to take away your right to own a pet. They want the dogs and cats to run free.
Guess they have never seen a pack of starved dogs before.
Not taking proper care of the pets we bring into this world in inexcusable.
We still don’t own a new pet . . .yet. And we are still toying with the idea of adopting an older dog or getting a puppy.