The Difficulty Of Retrieving A Golden Retriever

 

     Last month, somebody (a cousin’s husband’s cousin) offered us a puppy (Golden Retriever) and we agreed to acquire one (the seller was insisting that we buy two but we didn’t think we could afford to take care of two Golden Retrievers). Maybe, if it’s a Chihuahua. The owner promised to bring the puppy to us last week of May and started to update us about the puppy by sending us its cute photos and videos through Messenger, which helped psych us up into really welcoming it into our home.

     But then, a development straight out of a tearjerker movie occurred—it turns out that the seller’s husband ( a young man of 35) is dying (of some kidney disease) and he has grown attached to their puppies (all of which already have owners waiting for them) and decides to cancel all the deals they have made, with the news reaching us just this morning. He has grown especially attached to our puppy (which we already have given a name) which the owner tells us is a very sweet puppy, which won’t leave the husband’s bedside.

     It's sad but we understand, of course. It will be heartless to reject a dying man’s wish. Our cousin’s husband promises to find us another puppy, the only problem is my niece, who has grown a bit attached to the puppy through its photos and videos, is now a bit traumatized and apprehensive of the prospect of expecting and waiting for another dog. The seller is offering us the puppy's young mother (which we presume is cold and aloof to the dying man), but no, we want a puppy. You simply don’t adopt a full grown man or woman to be your child, especially one who already has kids.

     Someone in our family suggests that we will probably be better off taking care of cats.

     And before someone can agree, my niece sneezes, reminding us of our allergy towards cats.