I guess its fair to say that my soon to be daddy-hood with my new doggie COULD be a rehearsal for real daddy hood that could come later. Ok, I know, I’m putting the cart way before the horse. But, it’s a fact that I will have a new arrival soon. November 26th is the exact day of adoption. And it’s also a fact that if Dr. Girlfriend and I keep driving down the highway that we are on, at some point she is going to want to exit on Marriage Avenue and then she’ll need to stop over at Maternity Mall. Whew, I can’t even believe that I am having this conversation but I am.
So, anyway, I am going to take the doggie-baby-daddy pretty serious. I am getting him his own little bed. I will get some doggie clothes. And, I will make it a point to get him potty trained as soon as possible. I’m even going to try to teach him some cool doggie tricks. I will bathe him and comb his hair and play with him and try to teach him about the true lessons of life…I’ll teach him to “Not tear up daddy’s furniture…especially the cushions on daddy’s expensive couch.” I will educate him on the facts of life like, “My clothes should not be peed on, no matter how excited you are.” Most importantly, I will teach him how to treat girl doggies. He will always sniff the little girl doggies at least a minute before he starts to hump! Hopefully, the little guy will be very social with people and other doggies. But I don’t want him to be annoyingly social. Just right there in the middle. I want him to not be stand-offish but not all up in your face like some doggies are. Can you teach that? Ok, I know that other parents are going to tell me that this is nothing like raising a kid. I’ve got kids so I get that. But (lucky for them), mine were born surrounded with very unusual circumstances, and even in other cities, so my “parental skills” were never in question early on. YES, I dropped the “fatherhood ball” early on in their lives. But, I’ve since tried to pick it up and run with it when I truly learned and felt the error in my ways. OK, enough of all of my mistakes…Back to my new doggie. The “sonogram” is back and I think it’s a boy. Unless I change my mind again. So, that means the next step is to pick out a name. “Tito” is at the top of my list. At least for today. That could change at any given moment. So let the countdown begin. 35 days and counting.