I wasn’t surprised to find out that I had ruffled some feathers, or maybe fur, when I said in yesterday’s blog that we made the choice to find a new home for my protection trained German Shepherd when we hit the road because he would not have been a good fit for the RV lifestyle.
Two people wrote to tell me that they couldn’t believe I was so heartless and callous that I would give up my fur kid without a second thought. Someone asked, “Would you do the same thing with your human children?” I wanted to reply that the reason I bought a motorhome was to escape my human children and so they couldn’t find me to move back in. Somebody else asked, “How could you turn your back on an animal that loved you and that you supposedly loved just like that? Don’t you have any feelings at all?”
Yes, as a matter fact I do have feelings. And I agonized for a long time about what to do with Magic, the dog in question. And in the end, I reached the decision that was best for him as well as for us. He was a dog that was used to having a big fenced in backyard where he could roam about at will, and he would not have been happy at all living in a motorhome and going out for a walk now and then on a leash. Not to mention the distractions of having other people and other animals around him all the time. You see, when you care about something, you have to take what’s best for them into consideration, too. That’s what I did. And he got a family with older teenage kids to play with and love, and he want back to work doing what he was trained to do.
Somebody else sent me a message that they would not be reading the blog anymore because they can’t stand people who are anti-dog. That’s about as far from the truth as you can get. I love dogs. Now, I’m talking about real dogs, not those yappy little barking rats that so many people have. But give me a springer spaniel, or a German Shepherd, or a golden retriever, or anything else that has at least a little bit of size to it and doesn’t bark every time the wind blows, and I’ve got a buddy. Anybody who knows me and has a real dog knows that I would just as soon bend over and love on their dog as I would shake their hand when I show up. I’ve had many dogs over the years, Magic just happened to be the last of them.
But here’s the thing – he was a dog. He was a great dog, he was one of the smartest dogs I have ever known, but he was a dog. Dogs are not people. Your dog is not your child. I took a biology course or two in my time and I know that’s impossible. And even if it was possible, it’s sinful as hell.
Other people contacted me about my comments that many RV parks limit the size of dogs they allow, and their insurance companies prohibit certain breeds, among them Rottweilers, German Shepherds, Pit Bulls, and Dobermans. They said they would never go anyplace people where their dog is not welcome. Not a problem. We met hundreds of RV park owners in our time on the road, and I’ve never known one that went out of business because they had restrictions on dogs. I don’t think any of them will be going hungry because you decide to camp somewhere else.
I understand that people are passionate about their animals. We always were about ours, too. And now that we are off the road, the thought of getting another pet has crossed our minds more than once. But we don’t feel it’s fair to the animal or to us. We don’t have a big yard where one could play outside, the weather here is not always agreeable for taking an animal for a walk, and to be honest, we’ve grown selfish. We don’t want the responsibility of a pet, and we don’t want the pain and heartache that comes when you lose one. So if that makes us heartless and cold and callous and all those other things, so be it. Meanwhile, if I see you someplace and you’ve got a real dog, please don’t be offended if I pay more attention to it than I do to you. I do love me a puppy fix!
And after all that negativity, here’s a dog themed chuckle to start your day, from the collection of funny signs we see in our travels and that our readers share with us.
It’s Thursday, so it’s time for a new Free Drawing. This week’s prize is an RV camping journal donated by Barbara House. Barbara makes several variations of these, and they all have pages where you can list the date, weather, where you traveled to and from that day, beginning and ending mileage, campground information including amenities at RV sites, a place for a campground rating, room to record activities, people met along the way, reminders of places to see and things to do the next time you’re in the area, and a page for notes for each day. To enter, all you have to do is click on this Free Drawing link or the tab at the top of this page and enter your name (first and last) in the comments section at the bottom of that page (not this one). Only one entry per person per drawing please, and you must enter with your real name. To prevent spam or multiple entries, the names of cartoon or movie characters are not allowed. The winner will be drawn Sunday evening.
Thought For The Day – I feel sorry for people who don’t have dogs. They have to pick up their own food if they drop it on the floor.