The wife and I aren’t in 100% agreement on the origin of our sperm donor, which is to say that I prefer to know the guy and she prefers the catalogued cryobank method, and neither of us care to budge. This threatens to post some challenges for us as the time moves closer to actual insemination.
This was so much easier with our firstborn.
A few months before I moved in with Meredith, we started talking about adoption. As is common among almost all couples who live together – married or not – we started pouring over webpages of tiny, fuzzy, saucer-eyed puppies. Meredith had her sights on pug puppies because of Charles and Chester. If you haven’t already, do yourself a favor:
We picked Duncan from a litter of puppies born in the Midwest to a veterinarian who bred pugs. Meredith Googled the woman after several email exchanges about the pups to verify her credentials as a doctor. We were scared of supporting puppy mills in rural Iowa, but not scared enough to opt for a rescued dog. To this day, we just sort of hold to the hope that Dr. Sharon hadn’t lost her medicinal moral code to make it rich in the puppy mill business. Live and learn.
I think raising a puppy with another person is a dry run for child rearing. House training, eating schedules, bedtime routines – it’s all up for debate within a couple. And you find yourself arguing about things that you could have given a shit about before the dog.
“Duncan does NOT poop there!”
“This collar is rubbing the fur off his goddamn neck! He needs to wear a harness!!”
“You give him too much food in the morning, and I’m the one cleaning up his shit from the bathroom floor when I get home!”
We spent a lot of time arguing about his upbringing, but we’re more than 4 years into it and Duncan is a badly behaved, terribly spoiled, anxious little prick. He challenges other dogs three times his size. He barks at delivery men. He charges small children. He is afraid of TV remotes. He’s damaged.
If raising this pug is any indication of our parenting skills to come, we’re totally screwed.