10ish years ago, I started working with my pal Tim, who was obsessed with his first child, a fluffy mid-sized pooch named Gunnar.
I made a lot of fun of Tim for talking about Gunnar like he was a real person. I especially made fun of him for dropping Gunnar off at a daycare facility. I mean, Tim paid cash money to watch his dog play with other dogs on a webcam. Ha ha HA!
Well, fast forward to the recent arrival of my 3rd child, a Goldendoodle named Teddy Bridgewater. As you may have heard, he needs an amount of exercise that even I find prohibitive. Come to find out there's a daycare facility on my way to work, and if I drop him there and pay cash money, I can watch him play with other dogs on a webcam. And BONUS: he's so tired in the evenings that he sleeps docilely at my feet instead of finding and chewing everything in the house he's not allowed to find and chew.
File this turn-about in the "Never Say Never" category. I'm upping daycare attendance to twice per week.
2 comments:
Well, this is just common sense. Teddy needs the daycare.
Daycare seems to be good for you and for Teddy, but it's difficult to say this without a picture of Teddy (either playing with his new pals or sleeping at your feet).
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