Home Alone
Posted: Sat 23 February, 2013 | Author: Lyle | Filed under: Animals, Domestic, People, Thoughts, Work-related |1 Comment »Since moving to the new place, I do miss having dogs around. Prior to here, I’ve had dogs (even daft pain-in-the-arse bastard ones like Hound) for the last eight years, and you kind of get used to it.
So I kind of miss having them around, but at the same time there’s no way I could justify it at the moment with how life’s running.
As it is, the cats are OK if I leave them overnight. I always make sure they’ve got enough food, and all that, but really it’s pretty easy. I’ve also located a nice local person who can come in and feed them etc if I have to be away for longer, which is also a bit easier.
With a dog (or more) I’d also be far more constrained with walk times etc. which I couldn’t actually manage on a regular basis – let alone the extra joys there would be with me doing a long one-dayer or overnighter.
I get a regular reminder of this from the neighbours though – they have some little thing (I’ve never actually seen it, to be honest) and every time they go out, the poxy thing howls and yaps for a good 30-45 minutes, and sometimes longer. I’ve no idea why they never seem to take the bloody thing out with them, but there we go.
Anyway, it all just reminds me of how needy dogs can be, and how much I wouldn’t want my neighbours to be having to live next to someone whose dog(s) howl every day when I go to work, or go out anywhere.
I remember once not being well and staying in bed after the rest of the family had gone out. After ten minutes or so, our dog started to howl, something we’d never heard him do before. I crept downstairs and found him looking out of the window yodelling. I’ve never seen a more startled dog when I coughed and he saw me. I’ve no idea whether he often did it, but no neighbours were in earshot, at least. He was normally curled up on the sofa asleep when we came home.