Nearly seven years ago Michael and his wife moved to Rio RIco. They stayed with us while they found a house and got settled in. We had been here about a year, our garage was full of the things that still needed to be sorted after a move from a big house to a smaller one. We had two kids living at home, and then a third son came back. We were excited that our married son and his wife were coming to Rio; we looked forward to seeing them, being neighbors, attending church together. . .
But they had three dogs: 2 pit bulls and an old, much loved shaggy little dog.
I am not a dog person generally. We were going to move the younger boys into one room, but I did not want dogs in the house.
I thought it was reasonable for big dogs to be outside dogs, they disagreed. We compromised (?) finally when I agreed that the dogs could live in the garage, and Michael and his wife would also sleep in the garage. We moved our detritus to a storage unit.
This was in Arizona in late summer.
The dogs ended up in and out of the house. We all survived. But, it wasn't the best solution for a young newly wed couple. It's funny the things we dig our heels in on.
Michael moved away. Our grandson who was born here lives in California. I wish. . . .what? Lots of things.
Now a younger son has moved home with his fiance and 11 month old baby. No dogs.
We moved furniture out into the guest house (built since Michael lived here with the hope that it would provide a comfortable place for our kids to come visit, but now used by the missionaries.)
We arranged the other end of the house so that our son and family have a bedroom, bathroom and nursery. It's nice to have kids in the house again.
And, to bring it full circle--we have Megan's dog! Yes. He lives outside, and comes in to sleep in the evenings. He is happy here. His owner thinks he should be an inside dog. . . .
What is it with dogs?
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