Bringing Home Puppy


“We should adopt a dog,” I say enthusiastically returning home from a lunch with a friend and pet parent. I go on to recount in painful detail how Toby the golden retriever serenaded me with his toys and later settled down with me on the sofa petting me with his paw.

We all had a good laugh and went our ways. Then it happened again. This time it was our neighbor walking her two dogs, a Siberian husky and a golden retriever. Ammu and Pattu ran to her as she crossed our home. I sat on the foldable picnic chair on our driveway until curiosity got the better of me and I hauled myself to where the action was. It should have been less than five minutes of small talk but ended up being a primer on how to adopt a rescue.

A few days later, another neighbor held our attention with his tiny Pomeranian. The kids chanted as we walked along. I promised I will think about it and I did.

I spent a few hours talking to people, browsing local rescue organization lists and went to bed dreaming of a house full of pet hair and diaper pails of dog poop.

“You are crazy!”

“You have enough on your hands.”

“You are overextending yourself.”

“You will regret this.”

“It is like having another baby.”

Sane voices of reason chimed in, urged me to consider what I was getting myself into. I paused, scared myself into believing I was doing this on impulse, agonized over what I had gotten myself into.

I can still walk away. I have a deposit down that I will lose.

I spy a list of sorts on the table in my study. Pattu has a list of things the pet she has named Darla will need. Midway in the list is a single item.


Ammu, Pattu, and Laddu are on the stairs. Laddu is pretending to be a pup and her sisters are loving on her.

I show Saathi all the well meaning objections I have been receiving. “Yup! It will be difficult. You will be the primary caregiver. We can walk away if you think you cannot do it.” We lapse into silence. Then in an almost wistful tone, he muses “It will be nice to have a dog.”

I am torn. I retire to my study to think, to re-evaluate everything I know. Then I chuck the lists out the metaphorical window. Most of my life has been impulse. I embark into perilous waters and drag Saathi behind me. We sputter and find our groove. This will be no different.

I often write about living in the moment. I talk about how life is short. I look at my children and see a mixed bag. The rough and hard moments wrapped in the good. I rewind back to my life pre kids and know without a doubt that this is the life I wanted with all its ups and downs.

I decide we will go meet Darla and she will decide if she wants to be part of our home.

19 thoughts on “Bringing Home Puppy

  1. Wishing you all the best, Laksh 🙂 I know this is a big step but I also know the immense, immense love you are capable of. Somehow, I know it will work out. No experience in this space but sending you lots of good wishes and love always 🙂

    Looking forward to more stories of the little pup 🙂

  2. It will be awesome. Yes work & responsibility but awesome all the same. I would get home a pup in a heartbeat if I could. Well let me find that home first 🙂

  3. I just made this decision about 6 weeks ago.I thought about it and thought about it until my head hurt(we both work,I am already stretched,I need my sleep,I am already not able to spend as much time with the kids as I want etc etc).I finally figured out I will never nbe absolutely ready and so went with impulse.It has been working well so far and my kids are over the moon with this pup.Go for it!Best luck

  4. Lots to say but the only thing you need to hear is that it is COMPLETELY worth it. It is like having a child but the best child of all and you know I love my kids. This child just needs 6 months of hands on care…after that the walks and taking out are self – care…don’t have time to walk, tough shit…take me now! 😀

    You will be primary caregiver but soon the kids will clean up behind Darla. I might rethink that name a bit but that’s personal preference only! 😀 It brings empathy and an overall kindness into the home like little else does. It releases stress like nothing else can. You are going with an older dog, so that’s a bit easier.

    This is a kid who doesn’t grow up and that is in the best sense of the word – toilet training happens and then they stay cute forever. Something we wish for with human kids, huh?

    In case this comment wasn’t excited enough or long enough, here goes:

    1. 😍😍😍 thank you!! Darla is what the shelter calls her assuming she is the one we adopt. I have a name picked out but want to hold on to it until we know for sure.

  5. You will love it! Pictures! I wanted to share a post of mine about what it means to have a family dog, but am having trouble. I think I have to “ping” it to you or something. Quite complicated. I will give it a try!

  6. A stray my husband named “Ramabadran” adopted us recently. He visits us once a day, and the joy in his face when he sees us makes me want to cry.
    And I thought I hated dogs for most of my life.
    That said, I wouldn’t adopt a dog, (I think). But I can see why people who adopt them are so emotionally fulfilled just from the look of unbridled love on the dog’s face as he/she sees his master.

  7. Breaking silent stalker silence to scream PUPPPPPERRRSSSSSS ❤ I'm glad you decided to go ahead with the adoption; it may not really be easy, but I promise you, if you have even an iota of love to offer from your household, it'll be SO worth it.

  8. Dogs are the best thing in life. They bring about so much joy to the family. We brought home our dog Chewie 18 months ago, and this has been one of the best things we did. It is a lot of work for the first six months but the joy they bring you cannot be missed. Good Luck!

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