Mr. Frugalwoods and I recently marked the two year anniversary of our adoption of Frugal Hound! It only seems right to celebrate her in this week’s woot.
We know she’s just a dog (I swear!), but she brings an immense amount of joy into our lives. Her lack of awareness about the world around her is refreshing and hilarious.
Annnddd only slightly alarming. Let’s just say she would not survive in the wild. Frugal Hound is not what you would call a “smart” dog, but she is an adorable little pumpkin-peanut.
If we have a bad day at work, or current events are depressing, or we don’t find any great free stuff by the side of the road, Frugal Hound is oblivious–every day is play day to her!
She greets us with loving little jumps and roos every evening and wags, wags, wags her wiry tail. Her tail seriously feels like a piece of wire with some fur glued on. Don’t believe me? Next time you see a greyhound, squeeze its tail.
Frugal Hound gets us out of the house every day for at least one long walk, during which she invariably misses the grass and pees on the sidewalk (at least once) and snouts passers-by. She just loves to meet people with her snout and the thing is so dang long, we can’t always pull her back in time. Fortunately, most people are OK with an errant snouting from a greyhound.
Frugal Hound has actually brought Mr. Frugalwoods and me closer in our relationship. For the first time ever, we have a shared responsibility that can’t be ignored. Unlike cleaning the house or doing the dishes (ahem, hint, Mr. FW), you can’t put off walking or feeding a Frugal Hound. In this way, we always have something to connect over no matter how challenging other parts of our lives might be.
She provides a soothing rhythm to life and we’ve found there’s a deep genetic connection to taking care of another living thing. We make it a practice never to yell or get mad at Frugal Hound, which has made our home even calmer than it was before. She’s terrified of loud noises (sadly, probably PTSD from her days on the greyhound racetrack), so we don’t yell anymore. Hey, it’s a pretty nice way to live!
Frugal Hound keeps us grounded and focused on the simple things in life. Case in point? Here is Frugal Hound’s favorite game:
1) Carrying her little stuffed toys from our bedroom into the front exercise/mudroom and then playing with them.
That’s it. She won’t carry them from the mudroom BACK into the bedroom. Apparently in her little brain, they only go in one direction, so, she comes and gets one of us to reposition her toys back into the bedroom so that she can start the process over again. The sheer joy she derives from this unbelievably simple act is a sage reminder to us that life doesn’t always need to entail complexity. Get it, en-tail?
Mr. FW and I love Frugal Hound in part because she has no logical, redeemable value. She does literally nothing (and generates negative revenue) yet she provides an intangible, shared joy that makes our family complete.
Yay Frugal Hound! Good girl!
Mr. Frugalwoods and I longed to get a dog for years before we adopted Frugal Hound. We used to be the people at the dog park without a dog. We’d go sit on a bench and hope a dog would come over and say hi. This was only awkward when people asked which dog was ours–we usually pretended not to speak English.
We waited so long because we wanted to ensure we had the time and resources to properly care for a dog. We also needed a perfect blog mascot so we had to audition dogs for years before we found one that captured the true essence of Frugalwoods. Most dogs either a) do not look frugal and/or b) will not pose with clothes on. Plus, we wanted a hound the same color as our wood floors so as to reduce our vacuuming requirements. JOKE! Or is it?
Sadly, I think people often leap prematurely into pet ownership without fully considering the ramifications. I talked about this a bit in my I’m Frugal, Should I Get A Pet? post, but I think it bears repeating that animals are a huge financial commitment! They also get stinky and drool on your bare legs.
Unfortunately, dogs are surrendered to the humane society and the greyhound adoption group with regularity because their owners can’t or won’t care for them anymore. While someone’s circumstances can change unexpectedly, for example with a serious illness, too often it’s just a lack of planning and foresight. So, before you get a pet, please think carefully about how they’ll impact your life!