A $360 lesson

Hello,

A lot has happened in the last week and a half. My bosses went out of town, leaving me alone to run the office with only 1 week of training. That went as well as one can hope! With tons of applications, the first HUGE snow and managers that leave you for a week, what can a fledgling assistant manager do to cope?

Complain a lot, that's what!

haha. I shoveled snow, made tons of phone calls and bundled up at 7 in the morning and 9 at night to go try not to fall while walking the property to lock up.

Phew. I'm glad the managers are back!

So as you know (or maybe you don't,) Chris and I have wanted to get a dog. Our reasoning was this: We're married, we're grown ups, we do what we want! Chris used to have a dog, I had a dog that I had to leave with my parents. Then, when the pet policy changed we decided, nah, lets not just take the great dog I already own (she's a "grandma" dog according to Chris!)

Nope, we decide that we cant take that sweet bundle of cute to our house but instead should get a different dog!

Again, our reasoning: we're grown ups, we want a dog!

So we get Quincy, a Chihuahua mix that is supposedly sweet and loves to sleep and cuddle. The only true part of that sentence is "sweet." Here's Quincy:

Isn't he adorable? Yes, he's adorable. He's sweet, friendly, loves people and other animals and is the cutest thing. The down side? He's a Chihuahua/Miniature Pinscher. I read after we got him that Min Pins have the most energy out of all the dog breeds. Loves to sleep and lay on your lap? Not.

So, after just about 2 weeks of seeing if we could make it work, we decided that we can't. :(

We love Quincy to death but he's making it so we cannot relax unless he's crated. So this is what his life would be like if he stayed with us:

Morning: go potty, eat his breakfast. Get crated for us to eat breakfast since we have to stand and eat if he's out. He boing boing boings up to get food or if you're sitting, he'll crawl all over you to get whatever you're eating.

He's crated while we're at work.

Once I get home from work, I let him out to go potty. Play a litt,e Then it's dinner time, back to the crate. Then we let him out for a little bit when Chris gets home, back to the crate for Chris's dinner. Then, stay in the crate while Rachel does homework.

Back to the crate after going potty and then its bedtime - in the crate again.

We realized that this isn't much of a life for little Quincy. He deserves a family that can really play with him, use up all the energy he has and take time to train him. There's no doubt that he'll be an amazing dog once he's trained but unfortunately, Chris and I just don't have the time or energy. :(

So, we're sad. But the lesson learned?

Pray!

Ask the Lord before making decisions!

Talk!

Talk things out, discuss things before just jumping to whatever you want to do!

So, a $360 lesson learned. We're giving him back to the foster program we got it from, no refund of course. But hey, lesson learned! God is faithful to teach us even though sometimes it hurts, our wallet and our heart. But God is good!

love,

Rachel