A phone conversation with my dear mother
At 2 months shy of 89, she has decided she wants the company of another Dachshund. She lives in her own house, still drives to get groceries and go to medical appointments and before Covid had a very active social life. My parents bred Dachsunds and she lost her last one about the same time her 2nd husband died (5 years ago or so)...
"I've made a decision. I'm going to do something, even if it's wrong. Art (my brother) is going with me tomorrow and I'm going to buy a 12 week puppy."
"OK, Mom, you know that's a lot to take on, right?"
"I really, really want another dog."
"Ok, well make sure you take masks with you."
"I have the address programmed into my GPS."
"But Mom, you'll need masks."
"I have a big atlas of Ohio maps in my car but we won't need them."
"MOM! You have to wear masks on your faces when you pick up the puppy."
"Yes, I know dear..."