I feel a empty void in my heart. I need something to love that isn't just my husband. It probably doesn't help that I'm off work until at least September so I spend a ridiculous amount of time trapped inside all alone (well, I do let myself out occasionally, but you get the idea). And while this should be the perfect time for me to catch up on my noveling, do some pleasure reading, and what have you, no, I have decided upon (and convinced my partner as well) needing a puppy.
Now, when I say "puppy" I don't always mean little newborn ball of fur that will pee on everything every five minutes, but they can be included in the term as well. I'm on the hunt for our missing fur baby. No work can be done while my baby is lost, out in the wilderness of some foster home, waiting for his mommy....
...I may also be slightly hormonal at this point in time... We have been curious as to how I will feel a couple weeks from now, especially when I start working outside of the house again, but lets face it, if I have a puppy at home, that puppy will be loved, and if I have to sacrifice planning out a week's worth of homework packages so that my little fluffy baby gets his walks, well it's a win-win for the furry baby and my students!