Last weekend was an adventure to say the least. My coworker found a stray dog roaming the area around our office and since he was without a collar, she took him to a local animal shelter to see if he had a microchip. He didn’t, so she brought him to the office of course. I immediately fell in love. I’m not the biggest dog person (maybe you can tell that from the title of my blog) but he was the sweetest, most chill dog I had ever met. I discussed it with my husband and we decided to take him home and see how he did with cats. I was prepared for my cats to absolutely freak out, what I was not prepared for was for him to freak out as well. He is terrified of cats and takes it out with aggressive behavior towards them. I couldn’t let him off the leash for the less than 24 hours we had him in the house. I also hardly slept in that 24 hours.
We decided we couldn’t keep the pup because the cats are our first priority, they have been with us for five+ years. Luckily someone else at work wants to take him and she is sans cats so I think he’ll be a happy dog. Tell you what though, if you want to get publicly shamed, say you're adopting a dog and then admit that it wasn't the right decision and you're not going through with it. You wouldn’t believe the amount of people who threw me shade for not keeping the dog. I understand that it takes time for animals to adjust to one another, but I draw the line at aggressive behavior. Also, me calling the behavior "aggressive" is not a diss to the dog, it's an acknowledgement that he's lived a hard life and needs someone with the expertise to train him. People are judgmental as fuck.
Therefore, I was desperately in need of some good wine. I was too lazy to drive the extra five minutes to my wine shop so I stopped at the liquor store that is on my way home and has a pretty decent wine selection. Welp, their credit card machine was down so I went with plan c, the liquor store by my house that sucks. Here’s the good thing, Underwood wine can be found at most liquor stores and it’s great. I picked up a can of the Pinot Gris because I was in a can sort of mood. Like I’ve said before, it’s hard to smell wine out of cans unless that bouquet is super fragrant. But if you sniff hard enough, you can smell notes of lemongrass. On the palate it tastes like slate and lime blossoms-- super mineral and tart.
This is one of my go-to pool wines. And why wouldn’t it be? It’s cool, crisp and as refreshing as a wine can be. It is so hot outside and I really wish I was at the pool right now but I’ll settle for being inside my air conditioned house listening to Rihanna and flipping off all of the shit talkers in my head. What is it with people giving unsolicited advice? I am just preparing myself because I can only imagine how much worse it gets when you have kids. Whatever man, you can’t make everyone happy. At the end of the day I made the decision that was best for me and guess what, there are people lining up to adopt this pup! People who are way more suited to train a dog than I am. I'm sorry that this was more of a venting sesh than a wine post but I really needed to let off some steam and I don't have therapy until Wednesday. Anyway, I think I’ll stick to what I know-- cats and wine (and La Croix).