Pet ownership world record

Three days. That's all we could handle of little Cosmo.

Or that's all Cosmo could handle of us.

He's a great dog, but the kids aren't ready for a pet in the house, and now that Cosmo is back on the farm, it seems Joel and I weren't ready to be parents once again. Even if our new baby was of the furry variety.

We brought Cosmo home a week ago Friday. Then we introduced the kids to him after school. Sam flinched and hopped and otherwise avoided Cosmo at all costs, spending most of the weekend on top of a pile of pillows on the couch, out of Cosmo's leap.

After a very long few days struggling to acquaint ourselves with Cosmo, we came to the very tearful decision of returning him to Eddyville.

I got to take him home last Tuesday. The best thing that could have happened, though, happened. He leapt out of the car and could barely contain his happy wiggles once I unhooked his leash and set him free. He was happy to be home. I lost it while handing over his toys and food, items it made no sense for us to keep when the breeders could certainly make use of them. I lost it as I drove away, even with Cosmo still wiggling all over with the joy of being free from his leash and the suburbs.

But it was the best thing for now.