And as my mind has been running, imagining winter nights curled up in front of the stove with a blanket and a book, I have to be honest that it isn't all pretty. In fact, I tend to be a worst case scenario kind of thinker. Tim is a realist and practical to the core (wellllll, except for the apple orchard he's already planted and the herds of livestock he's already pasturing on this property that isn't yet officially ours). But I am the negative one.
I think it's partially my mostly-dormant creative mind (always looking for a conflict!) and partially something Jesus is working out of me, but man do I come up with some bogus fears.
Cougars, though? Maybe not so bogus.
We've all but been assured by a couple people that no way, no how are there cougars in our area. Buuuuut, there are in North Bend. And they have been spotted in Duvall (Kirkland too for that matter, though not recently and I don't know where). And even if not, anything wilder than a squirrel or a rabbit or a deer is going to make me jump out of my skin. Definitely coyotes. And most certainly cougars.
If I hadn't grown up in suburbia, this might not be the case. If I had a little more experience with the great outdoors I might not have made Tim turn around less than an hour into our honeymoon hike on the Olympic Peninsula because I was afraid we *might* spot a cougar. Yep, just a healthy dose of fear here.
So, shucks. I've ended up doing a lot of things in my life, especially as a mom, that I said I'd never do. I would never be a stay-at-home mom (God straightened that out in me before Tim and I even got engaged), never put a baby in my bed (hahahahaha), never homeschool (Linnea's preK curriculum has been outlined for weeks!). Yeah. I can eat my words and have leftovers.
The dog thing, though -- I still don't know. Linnea is pretty afraid of them. And I know zero about handling them. But I do know they can be reliable and protective of children, especially when it comes to wild animals and strangers.
My brain hurts just thinking about this. Having a dog is so. not. me. I am allergic, and I don't really even like them. But those morning walks I've been envisioning on this property I know squat about? Looking a lot more possible with a dog.
So dog people, especially Psiaki people who know us and dog owners with young children (if you are wannabe frontiersmen like us, even better), give me the low down:
1. What kinds of dogs are hypoallergenic AND don't shed AND are sweet to your own kids/friends but nasty to strangers and predators? Because let's not pretend I won't be high maintenance about it from the start.
2. Which breeds will protect my (hypothetical) chickens and not eat them?
3. Is it possible to have a dog that will be low maintenance if it needs to pee when I'm nursing the baby? Or will it be waking my kids at nap time every day? This is a real deal breaker, ladies.
4. Is there any way on earth a non-dog-person can become a dog person AND be a respected master of said dog in a few months' time, say between moving and having this next bambino? Or is it going to see right through me and eat up all my furniture?
Clearly I know nothing. I had a cat.
Dave and Mandy, Jane and James, you may laugh at me now. Never say never!