Searching for man’s best friend

By Reece Waddell | Published Wednesday, March 14, 2018

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It’s been 22 years, but finally, the time has come that I no longer get to enjoy the luxury of spring break.

After years of relaxing for a week in the middle of March, I now get to enjoy the true wonder of adulthood and work while all of my college buddies party in Galveston, Corpus Christi or Florida.

Rather than plan my next excursion fueled on fast food and some form of adult beverage, I am spending this week planning something else – getting my first dog. Well, our first dog.

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Against the advice of just about every colleague, my girlfriend and I are in the market for a furry, four-legged friend. It’s actually kind of funny, because back in January, I could have sworn this would never happen.

Right around the start of the new year, I was determined to get a dog. I had always wanted a dog and never had one of my own. Now that I have a full-time job, I felt like I needed a dog. Needless to say, my idea ran into a few roadblocks.

Who would take the dog outside? Who would feed it? Who would walk it? And did we really have room for it?

All of these were valid concerns. I presented my case to the panel of one – her name is Emily – and was unsuccessful. I was a little upset but saw her points and knew she raised genuine issues.

Like most things, I let it go and put my mind on something else. With basketball playoffs coming up, I was launched into a three-week marathon of hoops. This past week, I left for three days in San Antonio to cover the state tournament.

It was actually my longest business trip in quite some time.

When I got back, Emily and I went out to dinner the next night, and much to my surprise, the topic of getting a dog was brought up. Only this time, I wasn’t the one doing the talking.

I’ll let you connect the dots, but something about being home alone for three straight days did wonders for changing my girlfriend’s mind. Instead of trying to figure out a schedule for walking it, we were trying to figure out what breed, color and gender.

All it took was three nights away (at least that’s what I’m telling myself) and here we are, back at square one. After lots of back and forth, we finally came to a consensus on what kind of dog we wanted: a salt and pepper male miniature schnauzer.

The only thing left to do is actually find our new friend and give him a name. I’m not sure what she will want to name him, but schnauzers are from Germany, so there’s only one logical option in my mind.

I wonder if they make Dirk Nowitzki jerseys for dogs.

Reece Waddell is the Messenger’s sports editor and a soon-to-be puppy dad.

One Response to “Searching for man’s best friend”

  1. says:

    Please do everyone a favor and adopt a dog from the Wise County Animal Shelter! They always have more dogs than room and it would be a shame for a perfectly good dog to be euthanized because you had to have a dog from a breeder.


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