Puppy Love
A few months ago, the Italian friend emailed me a story about puppies. He found four abandoned pups in a small warehouse over the weekend. He said that there wasn't a trace of anyone taking care of them and so this bothered him. After spending the night worrying about the pups, he returned the next day to the warehouse despite a snowstorm, found them very hungry and still alone. He then decided to adopt them and brought them home to take care of them in his apartment.
He then ran off to a shopping spree at the supermarket and bought the basic requirements for rearing four baby pups - bottles and nipples and milk. Knowing the Italian, this would have been an over-the-top endeavor. And so he began the chore of taking care of his new-found babies.
The next day he went to work and came home during his lunch break to feed his pups. He found his apartment in disarray with the newcomers chewing on his furniture and pooping and peeing on his floor. Obviously, he hasn't gotten to the part of 'training' them yet.
At first I thought this was the point when he'd have decided to give them away to whoever was willing to take them. Later he said he didn't have the heart to have the babies get separated from each other so instead he asked a friend to look after them now and then while he is at work - just so they do not turn his apartment smelling and looking like a barn again.
The last line of his final email to me for the day: I have to go home and feed the dogs again. At night they are restless and cry a lot and so I only had 3 hours of sleep. I'm very tired.
Someone once said that a true sign that a man is ready for settling down and building a family is when he gets a dog. A dedicated and committed bachelor would be too self-centered and would balk at the idea of taking care of another being - canine, feline or woman.
He then ran off to a shopping spree at the supermarket and bought the basic requirements for rearing four baby pups - bottles and nipples and milk. Knowing the Italian, this would have been an over-the-top endeavor. And so he began the chore of taking care of his new-found babies.
The next day he went to work and came home during his lunch break to feed his pups. He found his apartment in disarray with the newcomers chewing on his furniture and pooping and peeing on his floor. Obviously, he hasn't gotten to the part of 'training' them yet.
At first I thought this was the point when he'd have decided to give them away to whoever was willing to take them. Later he said he didn't have the heart to have the babies get separated from each other so instead he asked a friend to look after them now and then while he is at work - just so they do not turn his apartment smelling and looking like a barn again.
The last line of his final email to me for the day: I have to go home and feed the dogs again. At night they are restless and cry a lot and so I only had 3 hours of sleep. I'm very tired.
Someone once said that a true sign that a man is ready for settling down and building a family is when he gets a dog. A dedicated and committed bachelor would be too self-centered and would balk at the idea of taking care of another being - canine, feline or woman.