Woof...

I think we're nuts.

Jenny and I just bought a house. I'm currently looking for a new job. Bills are starting to add up, and work needs to be done 24-7 to the house, just to get it ready for us to move in. And in all this, we decide we want a dog. What the hell...

Again, our brains must be on vacation in some distant land right now, because in all of what is going on, logic tells me that this is not the time nor the place to be considering taking on this great responsibility. I shouldn't even be considering getting a goldfish, let alone a dog.

But still I want one.

Like a little kid screaming and kicking in the middle of the grocery store, all the while demanding candy; I want a dog.

A few days ago, we found out that our new neighbor is fostering a 1 1/2 yr old Golden Retriever sponsored by a rescue agency. This dog, we believe, is canine perfection. Old enough to be out of the terrible puppy stages, but still young enough to be exciting and playful. Again, let me repeat...I want this dog.

Who knows what our chances are, but we are willing to try to jump through each firey hoop to try to adopt this dog (which incedently is named "Sweetie Pie", and will proply have a name change upon adoption). First, we had to call the rescue organization, who never answers the phone. We were instructed to leave our name, address and other bits of info, in order to even recieve an adoption appilcation. This would be followed by paying omage to the organization by sending $5 along with our application back to the group.

Upon approval of our application, and verification that our $5 is legal US money, a phone screening is conducted. Finally, if the phone screen goes well and the last iron gate is lifted, you must meet with 3 dogs to gain a personality profile. Seriously, I don't think it's this hard to adopt a human.

So far, the initial phone call is as far as we have got. Who knows if they heard our message, or even if they will mail our an application. All I can do now is just hope that some other person doesn't sweep in and take this dog away from under our feet.

I guess we'll just have to wait and see...bark, bark.