Doggone Right

For the longest time, I've been wanting a dog. Not wanting as in willing to actually go out and get one. Wanting as in going to the SPCA and looking longingly at all of the cute dogs there. At least once a week, I drag one or more of my sweet family members there to gaze with me. So far, no dog has really seemed like "the one" for me. So, we leave and I'm a little sad that we don't have a dog. But also, a little glad. Don't tell my husband that. A tiny part of me just isn't sure that we're ready for this step. We have two kids and we have no immediate family in our area. So, when we travel, we'd have to kennel or have a friend watch the doggie. Then, there's the poop. Scooping the poop is not my favorite job. Luckily, Big Daddy doesn't mind doing it...much. But, later this year, Big Daddy will be deployed for a while. I'll be the Poop Scooper Supreme. I'm ok with that, I think. I think.
When Big Daddy is away, I think it will be nice to have dog to keep me company when the kiddies are in bed. They love dogs. I love dogs. Big Daddy loves dogs.
Yesterday at my weekly trip to the SPCA, there was a puppy. A beautiful puppy. He is so sweet and calm. He's beautiful. Did I mention that he's sweet....and beautiful? He's available on Monday for adoption. My name is now first on the list. Which means that if I'm there when the doors open or within 5 minutes thereof, that Doggie is my Doggie. We have to decide if we are ready for this. Are we ready for this? He's beautiful (did I mention that?) and if we don't adopt him, number 2 on the list will. He will have a home the day he becomes available, whether it's ours or not. My friends all say that this is sweet and oh how nice that you have this opportunity. But, no one is giving me their honest opinion about getting a dog. I realize this is our decision but I'm so torn! Will I have my hands full already with two kids or will throwing a dog into the mix really matter? He's already around 4 months old so he's not a brand new pup. Oh boy. Help?