I have never been someone who wanted a pet.
Animals are a big responsibility and I am not one who wants to take on that responsibility.
I love my freedom and being able to come and go without worrying about another living thing. I can’t take a pet everywhere I go. I have to either hire someone to pet sit while I am away on work, or take the pet to a shelter. I do not want the hassle of an animal. My friends can’t understand this and they seem to think I’m lonely. I’m not lonely and I’m not afraid to live alone, but that didn’t stop my friends. My best friend showed up last year at Christmas, and delivered a gift from all of them. They had rescued this Siberian Husky from the shelter. He was about to be euthanized and he seemed to be a lovely animal, so they adopted him. Okay, she was spayed and well-groomed. She also had all of her shots, and she was lovable, but I couldn’t take care of her. To top it all off, the dog is not made to be owned by someone who needs to have a thermostat set on seventy-five. I ache all over if the thermostat isn’t that high. I have a new furnace and I use it. My dog can’t handle having the thermostat that high. With the thermostat on seventy-five, she is wilting. She is meant to be living in a cold weather area, and not in the home of someone who wants summer all the time. I have a cold patio, and I’m thinking I’ll have to put a dog house out there so she is comfortable.