Snubbed

If you were following my quest for a goldendoodle, I have a sad ending to the three-month miniseries. After reading a few books about puppies and religiously checking the kennel website for the birth of Mona's litter, I ended up falling pretty hard to the wrath of my landlord's final word.

On the day Mona gave birth to seven puppies, I learned that I could have had the last pick of male pups. So, I guess I wouldn't have had to pick one, but rather, I would have picked up the last male in early June.

When I called my landlord to get his final decision, his wife called me back and scolded me for thinking that I could have a puppy. She told me that her husband is not able to make decisions due to Alzheimer's disease, and that he should have never let on that it was a possibility for me to have a dog in this apartment.

Let's just say there was some yelling and some tears and some hanging up on our conversation. Indeed, I felt that I was taken for a bit of a ride. And yes, I still want a puppy. Some people think I want a puppy only because I really want a baby, but that's not true because I want both.

After this summer, I need to find another great place to live. However, this moving business is tough to do. I am looking for "THE TRILOGY," which includes: hardwood floors, in-house wash and dryer, and dog-friendly. Oh, did I mention that the trilogy needs to happen in Santa Monica, near the beach. Is that too much to ask for?

Bow-Wow!

Photo is of Kona from this kennel.