It’s not because I want one, it’s because Janelle wants one. For years I have said no dog. The kids have begged and Janelle and I stood our ground.
Then, Janelle wanted one. “I need one for comfort and just because it will help me deal with this disease more effectively.” If my Pretty Little Wife wants something, let it be done.
If she wanted a dog, I just wanted to make sure that it would cost me no money, require none of my time, and not cause allergies. I'm too old to have a new pet.
One of her co-teachers called with the perfect dog. Now Gretta is Janelle’s.
What’s the lesson? Be willing to change? Marriage is all about compromise? Dog’s are women’s best friend?
I don’t know. Probably all those. Maybe something else. I don’t know. I just wanted to write about this.
“Getting it out is healing,” I preach, but I’m not sure what’s going on.
Maybe it just needed to be said. So, there, it’s out. We have a dog. And Janelle is happy. If She’s happy, all is well in my world.