Imaginary Dog

 I am still walking that imaginary dog nearly every day.  I think and think about whether I want to get a real dog someday.  I have imagined that the dogs I see with other people were mine and imagine how I would feel about those dogs.

In my neighborhood there seem to be a mixture of pound puppies, mixed breeds and large purebreds.  There are more golden retrievers than any other kind of dog out walking their people.  There are some poo dogs.  I like those, but so many of those are puppy mill dogs that I hate to consider them. Right now I am focused on the idea of either a rescue dog or a purebred dog by someone who shows dogs.  I don't consider show dogs to be puppy mill dogs in most cases.

Looking at the shelter dogs on line, the vast majority of dogs on offer are pit bull or lab mixes.  I want neither of those.  They are too big for me, for one thing. Unless I get my yard fenced, I am not eligible to adopt shelter dogs anyway.  But, I don't discount that the perfect dog for me might show up at a shelter if I keep looking.  I am planning on fencing my yard anyway.

I have looked at the AKC site where I hope there may be less of the puppy mill situation.  I am thinking about a poodle, a cocker spaniel, or some other small lap dog.  I have some allergies, so I am keeping that in mind. I found a local breeder of English cocker spaniels and I am considering that option.  I want a dog that would be good with the grandchildren.  I might like a dog that I could train and take to nursing homes or hospitals.  

But, the dog is still imaginary. I haven't decided to get one yet.  I might.  Or I might not.  But, I am waiting until after the pandemic for sure.  Training, vet visits, I don't need that right now. So, for now I will keep walking my imaginary dog. I think she is called Taffy.