Three months ago, we added Comet to our pack. For the first couple days, Dexter was very happy to have a playmate and then started to wonder when the new guy would go “home”. It was an adjustment for everybody, as we had now twice the dog chow to buy, twice the fees, twice the dog hair, or perhaps three times the dog hair, and longer, more energetic walks to go on.
While we had to more-successfully dog-proof our trash, cupboards, and our furniture, and adjust to more dirt tracked in from the backyard, it has been good to have Comet join us. Dexter and Comet have become inseparable buddies.
Since we thought that Dexter had been lonely since all our kids have moved out – two out of town – the addition might seem to our friends as rushed. We’d been considering it for a few years.
As I was getting my aerobics walking the dogs up our neighborhood hills this morning. these song lyrics came to mind. The band: Three Dog Night, my first (1971) rock n roll favorite.
One is the loneliest number that you’ll ever do
Two can be as bad as one
It’s the loneliest number since the number one …
And the sad faces I last saw closing the front door this morning , I think were there to play to my guilt. They have a great time together running around. In the last weeks, a ‘racetrack’ oval was grooved into the back yard. Obviously, from dirty paw prints on the living room tile –it’s not the sparrows doing it. But two dogs are well-adjusted and I can attend to their needs. While the band is still a favorite, I will NOT be having a THREE – Dog Night ( or day) anytime in our future.