What a week.

Denyse and are still trying to figure out about the poodle situation. Pre-buying remorse, I suppose. It’s a big decision, adding a new member of the family, with lots of potential ramifications and adjustments that will have to be taken into account. Not least of which is the effect on Hans. But even things as simple as not leaving the front door open. (Which might be handled by putting in a screen door like we’ve always wanted to do.)

Excitement interwoven with anxiety, on both of our parts.

There is never any good time to make big adjustments like this.

And there’s a certain amount of time-pressure to make decisions since we’re seeing a dog tomorrow afternoon at a breeder up in Phelan. Of course we’ll want to bring the dog home after seeing him.

It’s hard to know what’s the — not so much the right thing to do as the least bad thing. Which seems like an awful way to look at it.

I’d really love to have a dog, especially because I just assumed for so long that that was never going to happen given the situation there. But with Hans moving away, and Denyse I guess getting in touch with the dogs she had around as a kid, it has reentered the realm of possibility in the form of a standard poodle. I love dogs — I think they’re just awesome as a general rule — and am very much enamored with the idea of having one again.

Timing is important. I suppose it would be ‘best’ to wait until after Hans is off to school, or almost off, not to mention the cats.

Maybe it would be a good idea to list the Potential Poodle Problems and go from there, addressing each in turn. :)