As the days creep closer to our move, I’ve been thinking about how to restructure my day to accommodate a dog. I already worry about giving my dog enough time. A dog’s ideal human is someone who works out of the home, or better yet, someone who just lives there with them all day long and doesn’t do anything but walk, train, and love on said dog. This is a nice idea, but I don’t know anyone who has that kind of life.
I have a full-time job, but here are some things that I think are in my favor, with regard to scheduling and bringing a dog into our lives:
My office is a 6-minute drive from our new house.
My husband is a grad student and so his schedule is much more flexible than mine, meaning that he can often be home when I can’t.
I have a very dog-friendly boss, who has already said she’ll let me come home for an hour at lunch each day to walk the dog.
I’ll be done with work right at 5 p.m. and I never have to work late.
That said, I’m thinking a lot about our mornings. I have to be at work at 8 a.m., so my mornings start fairly early. Here’s the rudimentary schedule in my mind, on days that I don’t shower:
6 a.m. Wake up. Take dog on walk.
6:40 a.m. Feed dog/get self dressed
7 a.m. Pack lunch for self/eat breakfast
7:30 a.m. Play with dog/brief training or grooming/let dog out once more
7:50 a.m. In the car and off to work
Clearly, this is something that will have to be finessed once we actually bring a dog home and evaluate his or her needs, but I like to think about it now. It’s a weird form of daydreaming for my highly Type A personality.
What does your daily routine look like with your dog? I’m especially interested in hearing from those who also have full-time jobs. How do you manage it? Any recommendations?
“Another human being will never bring us to the same unqualified, unconditional regard that a dog does. Our full immersion in language brings with it qualification and condition; once we enter the world of signs, we can never again be so single-minded.”
Happy weekend, everyone! Hope it is restful. I may be arranging a small play-date between Bo and Zoe while their owners are out of town. Should be fun! Let’s just up the Bo-ster isn’t too rambunctious for Zoe, the dignified older woman…
She had her 1-year-old pug in the parking lot and knew that I’d love nothing more than an excuse to escape my cube and snuggle with a puppy.
I ran downstairs to meet her and Sparky, who was adorable. He had the most impressive corkscrew tail I’ve ever seen. I also had no idea that pugs could be that soft. He was like a cuddly little piggy. I could have romped in the grass with him all day.
As this little story proves, my boss is great. She’s a fellow dog enthusiast and has three dogs of her own. She indulges me on slow afternoons and will talk to me for half an hour about dog shows, breeders, training, and the complications of a multi-dog household. I love it. I’ll be grateful to have her around for advice and wisdom when we finally get a puppy of our own!