I don’t like dogs. We’ve had a dog for 10 years.
None of the things I dislike about dogs has changed in that time. I still hate the hair they shed, the poo collection, the way they slobber, the smell…oh, it’s endless. BUT. Our gentle, lazy Labrador has been *such* a good companion for our nervous, finds-friendships-hard son. And he’s a great family pet (the dog, not the son). So I’m torn.
I wouldn’t go back and not get our dog, because he’s brought everyone apart from me huge joy. But if it weren’t for the devotion of my husband and kids, I’d think it wasn’t fair on the dog for him to have to live in my house because I’ll never want to get close enough to him to give him the attention he craves! (I should point out that I do care well for him, I feed him, water him, walk him and pick up his poo. I just couldn’t snuggle my face into his fur, in the way my kids might. Urgh!)
I’d say to you – on balance, don’t do it. Or not yet. More thinking time needed. Could you do borrow one for walks?