Here's something I tried to get paid for, but no takers. Sadly, it has been cleansed of arbitrary links and weird pictures because it's for public consumption. Happily, you get to read it for free if you're not busy watching Chris Christie deal with bridge-gate. Also, it's about dogs and everyone seemed to like my last dog piece.
Before deciding to adopt a dog, it is important to weigh the
positives and negatives of pet ownership. On the plus side, children will learn
responsibility, dogs can be effective theft deterrent, and a dog will still
love you even when your children transform into surly teenagers. On the minus
side, a puppy will have housebreaking accidents that can wreck the floors and
rugs, dogs need to be walked even in sub-freezing weather, and, of course,
there is the not-inconsiderable cost of pet ownership. Dogs need to eat, visit
the veterinarian, attend obedience training, and need to be boarded when you
leave town. Even if you take all these standard costs into account, you should
know that there are hidden costs of
dog ownership that you won’t find listed in any puppy care book. I learned this
the hard way when we adopted our new puppy.
My first glimpse of a hidden cost came when our new puppy
started chewing leaves off the hosta plants in our backyard. At first it was
cute to see a seven-pound ball of fluff trot inside with a hosta frond hanging
out of her mouth like she was off to fan the emperor. But, a quick Internet
search revealed the unpleasant truth that chewing on hosta might be dangerous
to dogs. According to some sources, it can cause stomach upset and, of all things,
depression. Because our backyard is basically a hosta showroom, we had to
transplant all the hosta to the side of the house that the puppy couldn’t
access. Of course, we couldn’t leave gaping holes in the backyard, so we had to
get new (dog-friendly) plants to replace the hosta. When everything was
finished, we had completely overhauled our backyard landscaping with plants
that would not harm our puppy’s digestive tract or psyche…for a price.
Luckily for us, the puppy was none the worse for her
hosta-ingestion. Far from depressed, she was nearly inexhaustible and always
wanted to play. I mentioned this to my sister, who is my go-to expert on all
dog matters. She said that all puppies need socialization with other dogs and
since our puppy had so much energy, she might benefit from a doggie playgroup.
She was sure I’d be able to find a dog school that offered these orchestrated
encounters for the puppy and it wouldn’t be too
expensive. Here I was, naively thinking that I could just take the dog for a
walk and let her sniff out other dogs for free, but I learned that strategy
could expose her to diseases or adult dogs that might mistake her for a chew
toy. The choice was obvious, pricey puppy playgroup!
When the puppy playgroup failed to provide the exercise and
entertainment that the puppy needed, I went back to my dog expert. Luckily, my
sister had another suggestion. When she told her vet that she worried that her
dog missed her while she was at work, her vet suggested her dog a kitten as a
playmate. Basically, we needed to get our dog her own pet for companionship. To
me, this seems to open up a reverse Old
Lady Who Swallowed the Fly situation, the logical end result of which will
be a gnat playing with its own pet paramecium. Each one of those creatures will,
of course, be racking up their own expenses. We did not get our puppy her own
kitten.
There are other costs that you know go along with pet
ownership, but you don’t consider the add-ons that you will be persuaded to
purchase. Of course you will have to buy dog food, but you don’t count on buying
special, medical-grade food because your dog’s stomach is upset from eating
hosta. Naturally, you expect to get your dog groomed, but you don’t realize
that you will have to shell out extra for a special hypoallergenic formula for
your puppy’s dry skin. You know that your dog will get spayed, but you don’t
count on paying extra for the laparoscopic spay because you love your puppy and
want to spare her the pain of the more invasive (but cheaper) alternative.
This was our first Christmas with our puppy and, of course,
Santa had to bring the puppy gifts to keep up appearances for the children. The
puppy ignored the squeaky squirrel and the faux stick she received and rooted
around in the wrapping paper. As she ripped through the paper, I sighed. At
least it was free.
No comments:
Post a Comment