My wife and I have been wanting to adopt a dog to join our household. We've discussed the matter at length, and decided a Rhodesian Ridgeback would do quite nicely. I love big dogs and she seemed to be on board with the idea.
So, my wife, a great tennis player in her own right, wins a tournament last Saturday. What was the prize, you ask? Was it a nice trophy to add to her collection? Nope. She arrives home with this little guy. (Photo taken by the breeder a day before.)
I was furious! A teacup Yorkie? Could there be a dog more dissimilar to a Rhodesian Ridgeback? I've been behaving like a chick and pulling the silent treatment all week. The house has become the puppy's latrine and he cries all night long. My wife, of course, is absolutely smitten with the lil' fella and has ignored my aforementioned silent treatment.
What should I do?
1) Forgive the wife and just enjoy the lil' rat.
2) Take the pooch "for a ride."
3) Continue with the silent treatment until wife capitulates.
I'm at my wits end and need the always sage advice of ATOT members.
Edited to add:
To those who think it's shens my wife won the puppy in the tournament, or that she deliberately deceived me about it, some of you may recall years ago Roger Federer won a tournament and one of his prizes was a cow.
This thought of my wife deceiving me, however, did cross my mind the 2nd day of having the dog. So, being the resourceful guy I am, I covertly called the tournament organizer to confirm the puppy was the first prize. Unfortunately, she confirmed he was.
So, I decided to give the organizer a piece of my mind. I explained that a puppy as a prize is unfair to both dog and owner. She explained that due to the women being "a close group of gals" and "all in good moral standing," she and other organizers were confident the puppy would go to a good home. That said, she DID confirm that my wife could have refused the puppy. I suppose that's why I'm so bitter right now. There was absolutely no way she could have been "forced" to take the puppy home.
I'll bet you Federer had the sac to refuse that cow...
Edited to add part deux:
Included picture of my wife (above--first link), with the requisite photo modifications.
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Cliffs: Unhappy with new family member. 'Nuff said.
So, my wife, a great tennis player in her own right, wins a tournament last Saturday. What was the prize, you ask? Was it a nice trophy to add to her collection? Nope. She arrives home with this little guy. (Photo taken by the breeder a day before.)
I was furious! A teacup Yorkie? Could there be a dog more dissimilar to a Rhodesian Ridgeback? I've been behaving like a chick and pulling the silent treatment all week. The house has become the puppy's latrine and he cries all night long. My wife, of course, is absolutely smitten with the lil' fella and has ignored my aforementioned silent treatment.
What should I do?
1) Forgive the wife and just enjoy the lil' rat.
2) Take the pooch "for a ride."
3) Continue with the silent treatment until wife capitulates.
I'm at my wits end and need the always sage advice of ATOT members.
Edited to add:
To those who think it's shens my wife won the puppy in the tournament, or that she deliberately deceived me about it, some of you may recall years ago Roger Federer won a tournament and one of his prizes was a cow.
This thought of my wife deceiving me, however, did cross my mind the 2nd day of having the dog. So, being the resourceful guy I am, I covertly called the tournament organizer to confirm the puppy was the first prize. Unfortunately, she confirmed he was.
So, I decided to give the organizer a piece of my mind. I explained that a puppy as a prize is unfair to both dog and owner. She explained that due to the women being "a close group of gals" and "all in good moral standing," she and other organizers were confident the puppy would go to a good home. That said, she DID confirm that my wife could have refused the puppy. I suppose that's why I'm so bitter right now. There was absolutely no way she could have been "forced" to take the puppy home.
I'll bet you Federer had the sac to refuse that cow...
Edited to add part deux:
Included picture of my wife (above--first link), with the requisite photo modifications.
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Cliffs: Unhappy with new family member. 'Nuff said.