Ok so before last weekend, all I knew about greyhounds was they were racing dogs, and people rescue them from being murdered after they hit their "prime" racing age. And, the Simpson's had one.
Last weekend, manfriend and me went to petsmart where there was a greyhound rescue and they were the sweetest dogs. They didn't jump, they didn't yap, they weren't excitable, they were slow and steady, and sweet.
They have beautiful deer-like eyes too. I've been somewhat obsessed with learning more about them ever since that day. I'm haunted by them. I really. Really want one. I never thought I'd want a big dog either.
Of course my current situation does not allow for me to have a large dog. I'm paying basically a second car payment (actually more than my car payment) to taxes each month. So the best thing to do when you really want something is to get it.
I think I need to buy a house. For realz. Stop wishing for something and get it. There are a lot of not so happy sacrifices that come along that path, but the end result, will be my own house. That I can paint. Garden. Rip up the carpets. Replace the cabinets. Fence the yard. Build a pond. Have a greyhound. You know, the essentials.
Once I get my mind on something....I generally attain it.
If I see it I will have it.