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The Hollywood Dog Myth I do not have a Hollywood Dog. The Hollywood Dog, like the Hollywood Lifestyle for us Averages Joes and Josephines, is a myth. Now, having the dog or the lifestyle is not unobtainable, just very unlikely. My dog would not pull me from a well or jump on the bad guy. He wouldn't help a cranky old man regain a his love for life. He doesn't lead blind people across the street or even sniff out kilos of cocaine. Our mutt is a supposed Australia Cattle Dog mix, but he doesn't herd any cattle. Our dog is jobless, fameless, and feat-less. Here is what our dog does do.
So, essentially, he barks when bored, hungry, alarmed, and has to pee n' poop. For those of you who are not dog owners, this occupies approximately 95% of their existence. From what I see of the well-trained, well-mannered Hollywood Dogs, they give their owners nothing but hours of well-behaved Hollywood bliss. They sit and lay silently, are ever at their master's side, and do complicated tasks like fetch the newspaper. Hollywood Dogs run on beaches for Viagra commercials, and hop into trucks for Ford commercials. Their hair, amazingly, says on their bodies. They never fart in the house. The Hollywood Dog, through feature films, sitcoms, and commercials, bring to the home something unique and very precious a paycheck. Within the first 48 hours of ownership, we spent the following on our dog.
About two weeks later we purchased baby gates, doggie bed, more toys, more food, and more treats. Our dog has proceeded to damage the following:
We estimate the total to be over $2000. Since we've had our dog less than a year, and we think he'll live about another ten years, we are potentially facing $20,000 in damages. This does not cover the $100 food bill per month, plus monthly heartworm and flea and tick treatments, adding another $10 a month. Yearly vaccinations will probably run another $150 to $300. We've done one round of training classes at $125 and are about to do a second. Since my fiancé has recently returned to work and the dog is now alone again during the day; we are considering doggie day care, a walker, or another dog to keep him company. All we wanted was a perfect, Hollywood Dog. Financially, we have found ourselves with a child who must be feed, baby-sat, educated, and given siblings. Then again, I find myself talking about my dog with such enthusiasm and affection. Despite the financial damage that he has caused and the changes he has made to my lifestyle (no more sleeping until noon), I realize that we would never give him up. He is our baby. Our fury, 70-pound puppy who still finds a way to squeeze into our tiny double bed at night. He stands in the bathroom with Greg and I as we brush our teeth. He bounds into the car for trips to the beach. He comes when he is called. He mostly stays out of the kitchen. Our dog is not famous or a pedigree. He does not contribute financially. He is photogenic, but not a model. He is affectionate and loving. He is a huge pain in our asses, but he is family. Rebecca's Recommended Dog Movies: Beethoven Turner & Hooch The Fox & the Hound Where the Red Fern Grows Babe (Although about a pig, the dogs are magnificent.) Lady and the Tramp Best in Show Call of the Wild Cats & Dogs Homeward Bound Island of the Blue Dolphns Iron Will Rebecca invites your ideas, insights, reviews, arguments, thoughts and incredibly wrong opinions: |