Josh came into the room and asked what I thought about getting Elianna a dog. He told me to disagree and tell him it was a terrible idea. The answer to the dog question has always been a firm no, like an absolutely not, but he has never been the one who asked.

I was like, “Well, why?” He said because she’s wanted one for so long. I’ve watched my siblings get dogs and they’re not exactly low-maintenance animals, plus I know nothing about dogs. While at Hannibal I told her to pay attention to what makes her excited.

She said she gets excited when she sees a dog. And when she gets to help with the cats. Shadow was the first one we ever took care of, flushing the bite with warm water and diluted drops of lavender because that was supposedly an oil used to cleanse the skin.

But what’s going to happen in winter when it’s snowy and cold and I’m feeling sorry for it? There’s no way we can have a dog that big in the house, I cannot let anymore animals in. The deal is supposedly the dog would live outside and could use the garage.

So I don’t know what’s going on right now. He strangely asked about getting a dog and I strangely acted like I was basically fine with it.