As we pulled back into the RV park we were still having idle conversation when I mentioned I had been thinking about getting a dog, and more specifically, a shitzu. "Well", says Ben, "I have some friends who have one for sale. Should I call them?".
Next thing I know I am having a sleep over with a 4 month old female shitzu to see how we get on. She is really quite lovely. Smart, playful, sweet...everything you could want in a dog. She immediately made herself at home in the RV and seems to have no plans on leaving.
On the other hand, I am still not quite sure. My moon sign is in Virgo which means I like things very clean and organized. I have struggled to overcome the "clean gene" but it has served me well in these small spaces. After a walk, Rosie came back wet and muddy and I had that moment of anxiety of a wet, dirty dog invading the premises.
But she is sitting behind me as I type this, softly snoring, and I wonder which will win out. If it is not this most perfect of dogs, there will be no dog in my future. And I am not sure I can let her go.
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