thats probably precicely what my father is doing right now.....
broke the news to mum this evening that i had in fact adopted Maisie (after 6wks of telling rather healthy white lies....if you knew my folks youd understand why...)
but i was at mums house babysitting my wee bro & mum turned up 3hrs early & caught me off guard..."whys Maisie here?" ...."em, em, em....do you want the truth??" *gulp*
30 mins of lecture later & she calms down....I leg it b4 dad gets home from work at 9pm...
I live in Edinburgh...so if you have heard, or hear a long banshee type primal scream at some point tonight, it means mums had a good glug of wine & broken the news to him...
I know Im 30 & I know i moved out from home 13yrs ago.....but someone needs to tell my folks that!! I might have the courage to do so when I next see them xmas 2006!
(thats my dad above, around about now...hehe)
-- Edited by Suzanne at 21:57, 2005-08-18
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I do sympathise Suzanne. When we adopted Sim my mother was disappointingly unimpressed. In fact - he is not allowed in the house if we visit.
When we adopted Suzie I couldn't bring myself to tell my mum, so I waited until she and my dad were visiting and - tada - there was Suzie. My mum's response was: "not another one . . . I hate dogs"!!!
Well - you could have knocked me down with a feather. I knew my mum wasn't a 'dog person', but in all my life I have never heard her say she hates dogs!
Now we are sort-of-vaguely-possibly considering the idea of adopting a third - if we do my mother might never speak to me again. If they come round I will have to send the dogs to Rachel and Eddie's!
Well done, you've done it now, so you won't have to hide Maisie away! Listen to me..., I'm in the same position as you WERE, and I'm a couple of months older than you! Like you I left home years ago....ok 20yrs + or so, I was very young at the time, and during all the time I have lived away from home, never once have I asked my Dad to pay for dog food, vets bills or my mortgage. I think I'm entitled to make my own decisions, afterall thats what was instilled in me as a small child to love animals, and I do, and the day I pluck up the courage to tell my Dad I have adopted Mac you will hear his lecture in Edinburgh!!!
what is the matter with all these parents? did they not do the best they could for you - which is to teach you independence. the responsibilities that come with independence is for you to take on - it's not as if you're expecting the grandparents to babysit !!!!!!!
my parents were very dog-orientated (which is probably where i learnt my love of them) and my mum and dad would have adored dave and daisy - probably in preference to ickle babies !
I wondered what that noise was earlier on! Vegas even cocked an ear towards the window and looked up.
I know what you mean, though. My Dad didn't allow anything more than a budgie for my sister and me. I believe he thought that the novelty of having a dog would wear off and he would ultimately have to look after it. Maureen and I were crazy about dogs. Both of us got dogs as soon as we could after we left the house. But underneath that hard shell, Dad was like a big marshmallowy type creature! I caught him once clapping the visiting cat from next door to us, Bogart, on his knee while making a fuss of my collie X Rags at his feet! And I just know he would have loved Vegas. But you'd never hear him say so.
I thought my mum was the only one. We grew up with dogs and I thought she would be delighted that we had taken one lovely dog into our home - Fiddie. When I first said that I was thinking of getting a dog, she started on about it's too much responsibility; they inhibit your freedom; why do you want a dog (??????????). It's funny, I am still seeking the upmost praise from my mum and shrinking back, if I don't think she will understand/ like whatever I embark upon doing.
Anyway, she harped on and I stated that Andy & I had given the greatest consideration to having a dog and that really, she would have nothing to worry about as I would never impose my big carthorse on her, without due notification. Anyway, first time she met Fiddie - smitten kitten - phew.
We then got wee squeeker, Coco - we were just telling her that we were fostering her and she would go to another home - but we lied and kept the wee darling - she doesn't say anything now. When I/ we visit, the pups are with us and indeed, she is delighted to see them, but like kids no doubt, happy that we take away our sleepy canines.
Suz - I wish you all the best with your parents - this and other topics regarding life, I imagine will never change our parents' opinion towards how we conduct our lives, even though they have harped on for as long as I can remember - it's your life, only you can live it.
I was brought up with dogs and so was Mur, and both mums/dad love Ruby, but - it took me several years to get Mur to agree to getting a dog. His argument was the usual about responsibility, limits lifestyle, costs etc.
Caught him this morning singing a made-up song to Ruby that she was a beautifull hound dog!
Well done, Suzanne - the deed is now done. Now that it's all out in the air, you can just sit back and wait for the dust to settle. It's great that Maisie is so good at college because that's a bit of the wind taken out of the sail of that particular argument.
This multi-dog/parent thing seems to be widespread. Despite knowing that we always had plans for a second dog, Steve's folks thought we were bonkers when it actually came to it. His mum in particular was quite outspoken. But Harry has completely and utterly charmed them both, and the MIL is his biggest fan. Thank goodness for soppy doggies who actively seek out cuddles and love!
I am soooooo pleased you've all been through the same!! As far as my parents were concerned Barney was with us as a foster dog! When we went down in the summer I plucked up the courage to tell them he was a keeper! Mum looked at me and said "do you think I'm daft? I knew that the first day you got him"!! Mind you, I can kind of understand mum not being thrilled at the thought of us having 3 dogs - when we go down there, there are 5 big dogs all in the one place!
Isn't it silly that I'm 33, married, 2 kids, mortgage and I'm still worried what my mum will say!! Mind you, my mum is 20 years older than me, and still thinks twice about what she tells her own mum!! I guess there's no hope for us!!
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so do all Greyhound owners have strange parents?....I won't comment on mine suffice to say with my pack around they don't visit much, actually they just don't visit
i do feel for you lot. i wish my mum and dad were still around as i know what they'd say...........they would adore dave and daisy and positively encourage me to have a houseful of them !!!!!!!!!!
I don't have anyone to restrain me - no family any more - just me etc so i have only have my neighbours / friends to comment advise ans sometimes whisper. But I live i a great area and know all my neighbours well. I respect them so take care to avoid problems with their cats and yorkies
Most think I was off my head to take a second hound - now they are beginning to think GAL is a sinister organisation taking adavantage of me.
But hey!!! no one takes advantage of me - I do what I want to!!!!
But bottom line I tell them my dogs are my family - on many a dark night the dogs have kept me going. and as any family they drive you nuts.
Bottom line is I say to people - I have this great interest in rescued greyhounds and lurchers. I get out and and about for GAL and have met so many wonderful people and hounds.
My life is my life - I choose how I live it - if that means 4 dogs / a foster and a cat so be it. I'm happy and as long as I take care to make sure it's not a problem for my neighbours and friends -
But. I do think GAL is a bit of a sinister organisation - I had no thoughts of getting a greyhound or lurcher when I first volunteered, now I am desperately trying to get a job nearby so that I can start up my dog collection!
in a twisted way, i am delighted that im not the only one to be held in hellish childhood limbo by my folks......
(ps - im now onto the tumbleweed silence stage. Normally lasts an earie month or so, unless Ive been super super bad & dare I say, made a decision that will mean my entire life will come crashing around my feet, then its a whole 2-3 months before i may bow down before them for forgiveness....
does anyone else get a kick out of being just as bl@@dy minded & stubborn as their folks???? LOL
who will crack 1st in the Maisie saga?.....watch this space.....
(actually I wouldnt, as it may take a while.....best go watch some paint dry, or hell freeze over....whichever is handier...)
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They say owners look like their dogs...Im still waiting to morph into a super fit, lean machine with legs up to my armpits...
There are GAL operatives everywhere. You can avoid most of them as when you see a nice hound coming towards you AGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH it could be GAL - take avasive action.
More difficult are the GAL operatives in disguise ( no hound, lucher, badges, car stickers etc.
You can be stopped at any moment if you have a hound with you and intereogated. They usually mention that chief GAL D****E. If they are a prospective GAL recruit then another Chief called D**E. See what I mean - Whatch out for people with names beginning with D and ending in E.