As mentioned a few posts ago the tag line of this Golden Kali blog has changed to “Kali’s New Life In The Mountains“. It used to be “Kali’s New Life In America” but it’s been almost two years since she arrived and we are now off to new adventures in the Sierra Foothills.
Kali will have a new companion beginning next week. Her name is Kloe and she is an eight week old Golden Retriever.
So while this post provides a sneak peek to the new pup who joins our pack next week, it’s mostly about why Holly and I feel compelled to bring more
craziness love into our lives. Especially during a time of significant transition.
(BTW Kloe is pronounced Chloe but spelled with a K because well, because of Kali… makes sense, right?…)
My sister Victoria and I came out of the same womb, had the same parents and same wonderful childhoods growing up in Suburbia USA. But we couldn’t be more different in so many ways… Last week I called Vicki to update her on our move and tell her we were getting a new pup. My sister is only four years older than me but at times we seem a generation apart. She
scolds me gives me “motherly” advice and has a hard time understanding or relating to many of the life choices Holly and I make; like moving to the mountains…
So when I told her about Kloe she didn’t offer congratulations but she did offer many cautions and some of the aformentioned motherly advice. Vicki says, “Michael, puppies are a lot of work. Do you really know what you’re getting into? That puppy is going to pee all over your new house”. I was a little hurt but not surprised. I love my sister and as we’ve aged I’ve come to see her as the beautiful loving person she is. She married late, never had children, and has always been a loving aunt to my kids. She is also a sincere animal lover donating time and money to various animal causes. Maybe in this case just not a lover of animals who may make her brother’s life hectic and dirty his house… 🙂 She is compelled after almost 60 years to take care of me and I love her for that.
This morning I received an email from Vicki apologizing for “being a downer” when I told her about the puppy. The email was an appreciated but not necessary gesture. After all we’re siblings so why start apologizing now! As I went to delete the email I paused and decided to respond. This is what I wrote:
Why do many people have kids? They’re a lot of work, heartache at times, and cost a lot of money. They break things, make messes, and demand your attention when you’re too tired to even think let alone play a game or throw a ball. Yet we have them, mostly on purpose, and once our children are born we have no regrets. Why? Because kids are unconditional love, they’re innocent (at least for a while), they’re fun, they keep us young at heart, they make us feel secure and make us feel complete. Children complete the family unit and sometimes the more the better.
I think for me this is why, especially now that the kids are grown, we have dogs. All the same rationale above about children apply.
I’ve never thought about having a dog in these terms before. At least not consciously. But this morning at 7:00 am as I read my sister’s message on my iPhone with Kali lying by my side it was perfectly clear and I felt compelled to reply. Although Vicki had no children family has always been paramount to her and she will understand and agree with my rationale and emotions. She may not even care if Kloe has an “accident” when I bring her over to visit.