Wife won't let me have a dog

[Anonymous]

So you have kids? No? Get rid of wife. Get dog.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Dogs are nasty pets and a lot of work. They also smell bad, poop everywhere, stick their noses in all the wrong places and slobber.

Wife probably knows she will get stuck doing most of the work.

Team wife.

My dog does NONE of those things.

Sure they don't

[Anonymous]

Well, I successfully persuaded my husband!
However I had the most powerful aid in the world: his cute little daddy's girl who wheedled him for an entire year. She's very persuasive

Here's the thing. The dog has been both better and worse than my husband's hope and fears.

Our dog is a high maintenance breed, chosen by said daddy's girl, and I do the grooming and cleaning, and most of the walks, and when he was a puppy, I was the one who got out of bed three times a night for his pee. The dog also had a Hurricane Diarrhea episode - I'm traumatized because I was the one who got home from work already frazzled and had to clean it up while trying to prevent the dog and the kids from swimming in it. It was massive, OP. I had to clean up the flooded crate and the dog and his toys in the yard with the hose, but he became so muddy in the yard I couldn't tell what was poo and what was mud, so I had to carry him, wet and struggling, to the bathroom to bathe him there, dripping goo everywhere, and then spent the night deep cleaning all that part of the house because *the nasty-smelling stuff had splattered everywhere*.

Despite not dealing with those things, my husband has had to resign himself to the dog's shedding. We have to be diligent with the Roomba and lint rollers. And my husband has taken over the morning walk, because I can't get out of bed at 6:30am, and the dog starts whining then barking at that time until someone walks him, and we don't want to wake up the kids too early. At first my husband was also disgusted with the idea of picking up dog poo

And in the end... my husband loves the dog. The dog comes from a champion line and is undeniably beautiful to look at (we receive comments on him all the time), plus he's very affectionate and social. The morning walks have made them bond.

So all is well. I just hope that nothing so disgusting as Hurricane Diarrhea will ever come to plague us again.

[Anonymous]

23:09 again. Just remembered I had to compromise on a couple of other things: I wanted the dog to sleep upstairs, perhaps on the landing, but my husband was adamant that upstairs was out of bounds. In the end he was right, it's one less floor to clean! Also I wasn't planning on using a crate, especially as we need a large sturdy one for our dog, but it's actually been very helpful. The dog likes his crate too.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:
Well, I successfully persuaded my husband!
However I had the most powerful aid in the world: his cute little daddy's girl who wheedled him for an entire year. She's very persuasive

Here's the thing. The dog has been both better and worse than my husband's hope and fears.

Our dog is a high maintenance breed, chosen by said daddy's girl, and I do the grooming and cleaning, and most of the walks, and when he was a puppy, I was the one who got out of bed three times a night for his pee. The dog also had a Hurricane Diarrhea episode - I'm traumatized because I was the one who got home from work already frazzled and had to clean it up while trying to prevent the dog and the kids from swimming in it. It was massive, OP. I had to clean up the flooded crate and the dog and his toys in the yard with the hose, but he became so muddy in the yard I couldn't tell what was poo and what was mud, so I had to carry him, wet and struggling, to the bathroom to bathe him there, dripping goo everywhere, and then spent the night deep cleaning all that part of the house because *the nasty-smelling stuff had splattered everywhere*.

Despite not dealing with those things, my husband has had to resign himself to the dog's shedding. We have to be diligent with the Roomba and lint rollers. And my husband has taken over the morning walk, because I can't get out of bed at 6:30am, and the dog starts whining then barking at that time until someone walks him, and we don't want to wake up the kids too early. At first my husband was also disgusted with the idea of picking up dog poo

And in the end... my husband loves the dog. The dog comes from a champion line and is undeniably beautiful to look at (we receive comments on him all the time), plus he's very affectionate and social. The morning walks have made them bond.

So all is well. I just hope that nothing so disgusting as Hurricane Diarrhea will ever come to plague us again.

This is exactly why some people don't want dogs.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Someone's desire to feel like their home is clean and a calm place for them to retreat to trumps their spouse's desire to have an animal living in the house with them. Every time.

+1,000

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:
Well, I successfully persuaded my husband!
However I had the most powerful aid in the world: his cute little daddy's girl who wheedled him for an entire year. She's very persuasive

Here's the thing. The dog has been both better and worse than my husband's hope and fears.

Our dog is a high maintenance breed, chosen by said daddy's girl, and I do the grooming and cleaning, and most of the walks, and when he was a puppy, I was the one who got out of bed three times a night for his pee. The dog also had a Hurricane Diarrhea episode - I'm traumatized because I was the one who got home from work already frazzled and had to clean it up while trying to prevent the dog and the kids from swimming in it. It was massive, OP. I had to clean up the flooded crate and the dog and his toys in the yard with the hose, but he became so muddy in the yard I couldn't tell what was poo and what was mud, so I had to carry him, wet and struggling, to the bathroom to bathe him there, dripping goo everywhere, and then spent the night deep cleaning all that part of the house because *the nasty-smelling stuff had splattered everywhere*.

Despite not dealing with those things, my husband has had to resign himself to the dog's shedding. We have to be diligent with the Roomba and lint rollers. And my husband has taken over the morning walk, because I can't get out of bed at 6:30am, and the dog starts whining then barking at that time until someone walks him, and we don't want to wake up the kids too early. At first my husband was also disgusted with the idea of picking up dog poo

And in the end... my husband loves the dog. The dog comes from a champion line and is undeniably beautiful to look at (we receive comments on him all the time), plus he's very affectionate and social. The morning walks have made them bond.

So all is well. I just hope that nothing so disgusting as Hurricane Diarrhea will ever come to plague us again.

I feel grossed out just from reading your post PP. I'm also Team NO DOG EVER.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:If one spouse says no, it’s no

It's like deciding whether to have another child. The no trumps the yes.

[Anonymous]

I am team Wife. The fact is you will not be 100% once the dog comes and you will resent her when she expects you to feed and walk the dog.

I finally said yes to the dog if my H was 100% in charge of it's costs and care.

Well it tore it's ACL and dislocated it's knee. My H expected me to give him the $9K that I had saved for 4 years so I could pay for graduate school to fix his dog. I said no and he had to get a 2nd job to pay for the dog... long story short I can't believe people put their dogs before people. It's insane to me.

Funny! When we could not agree about the $9K he asked if his brother who lives on a farm and is vegetarian (loves, loves, loves animals) could be the tie breaker on what to do. He was like dude, it's a dog.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Don't know how to convince her. I plan on being 100% responsible for it but she is concerned about having to step in if I'm not around or sick. She didn't grow up around dogs although her mom kept cats. She says she doesn't want any pets ever because they cost money and are an inconvenience. She isn't afraid of dogs, we stayed with dogs at an Airbnb in Europe which she booked. She says she hates the idea of a dog peeing in the house (no guarantees that it won't) and falling sick, plus all the maintenance care that goes into having one. I love dogs and just would like one for companionship and security (barking in case of burglars). Anyone been in same situation?

This is tough because you know that one time or two you will need assistance to help care for the dog. For example, if you are sick and can't walk or feed the dog. I can't imagine living without our dog but, I do understand dogs are expensive and when we go away we need to find someone to care for him so we have to plan more carefully.

Long answer: Not sure you can convince her! But, good luck.

[Anonymous]

I don't trust anyone who doesn't like dogs. That would have been a deal breaker for me. I truly believe that people who don't love animals, are incapable of truly loving anyone or anything.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:
Well, I successfully persuaded my husband!
However I had the most powerful aid in the world: his cute little daddy's girl who wheedled him for an entire year. She's very persuasive

Here's the thing. The dog has been both better and worse than my husband's hope and fears.

Our dog is a high maintenance breed, chosen by said daddy's girl, and I do the grooming and cleaning, and most of the walks, and when he was a puppy, I was the one who got out of bed three times a night for his pee. The dog also had a Hurricane Diarrhea episode - I'm traumatized because I was the one who got home from work already frazzled and had to clean it up while trying to prevent the dog and the kids from swimming in it. It was massive, OP. I had to clean up the flooded crate and the dog and his toys in the yard with the hose, but he became so muddy in the yard I couldn't tell what was poo and what was mud, so I had to carry him, wet and struggling, to the bathroom to bathe him there, dripping goo everywhere, and then spent the night deep cleaning all that part of the house because *the nasty-smelling stuff had splattered everywhere*.

Despite not dealing with those things, my husband has had to resign himself to the dog's shedding. We have to be diligent with the Roomba and lint rollers. And my husband has taken over the morning walk, because I can't get out of bed at 6:30am, and the dog starts whining then barking at that time until someone walks him, and we don't want to wake up the kids too early. At first my husband was also disgusted with the idea of picking up dog poo

And in the end... my husband loves the dog. The dog comes from a champion line and is undeniably beautiful to look at (we receive comments on him all the time), plus he's very affectionate and social. The morning walks have made them bond.

So all is well. I just hope that nothing so disgusting as Hurricane Diarrhea will ever come to plague us again.

I feel grossed out just from reading your post PP. I'm also Team NO DOG EVER.

And that is why I wrote it. It needs to be said, because never in my wildest dreams did I imagine a dog could make such a mess. Diaper blowouts are nothing compared to it

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I don't trust anyone who doesn't like dogs. That would have been a deal breaker for me. I truly believe that people who don't love animals, are incapable of truly loving anyone or anything.

Not addressing OP but this PP:
A person can love animals and still not want a dog (or a cat, a bird, a hamster, whatever) in their home 24/7.

Some people are mature enough to understand that loving animals does not automatically mean owning one is the best thing for that animal and the humans in the household.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Dude you need to correct your big problem, which is you only do things if your wife "lets" you. Nauseating! Are you an adult man, or a little boy and she's your mommy? Grow a pair of balls already. If you want a dog, get one.

You are an idiot. Decisions like this cannot be made unilaterally in a functional marriage. Either party has veto power. This has nothing to do with "being a man" - is has to do with basic respect for your partner, you troglodyte.

[Anonymous]

My wife and daughter also want a dog, and I am resisting. For now, I am protected by our aged, neurotic cat, but it's only a matter of time before she's no longer with us, and then it's going to be tough. And I love dogs, and grew up with one - but out in the country, where we opened the door and the dog went out.

Here's the thing - despite all of the protests that they'll do all the work, it's complete BS. I am always the first one awake - maybe one day a month my wife gets up before me. The dog is going to need to go out. I have zero interest in walking the dog before I go to work at 5:00 am, but my choices will be do it myself, or wake up my wife. And on the weekends, when I wake up at 6:30, and everyone else is still asleep, of course I'm going to have to do it. And late at night, when we get home from some activity, of course it's going to be me. They can claim they'll do everything all they want, but that's just not how it's going to work.

Plus, the cost.