There is a dog at Aubrey’s daycare. His name is Charlie and he is a huge friendly golden retriever. Every morning when Aubrey arrives, if Charlie can, he greats him at the bottom of the stairs (he is kept upstairs during the day) Aubrey puts out his hand and Charlie gives him a kiss. Giggles shortly fill the air. And this repeats each day, each week. The bond has even become so strong, that “Charlie Dog” is a staple in Aubrey’s very short list of vocabulary.
Elizabete, our daycare lady, had let us know when we shared our want for a dog for Aubrey with her, that she is looking for a better home for Charlie. She doesn’t feel like she or her now grown kids have to time for him and would like to find a better place. She offered him to us many times in the past 2 months, with us saying we would have to think about it each time. Seeing Aubrey’s love for him tempted us, but to not raise and train a dog from a pup really worried us. So, we kept putting off our answer to her.
Today, Aubrey arrived to daycare, and Charlie was gone. There was no kiss at the bottom of the stairs, no “AWWWLEE” yelled from Aubrey’s mouth. It was too late. Elizabete found a good home for him. But that left us thinking, maybe we should have said yes on friday…..maybe we are ready for a dog. But, with the opportunity gone, we wait till ‘the time is right’ whenever that day comes.
Katie Rose xo