Question: Dear Luise: I am ten years old and have been asking for a dog all of my life. My parents like dogs and so do my big brothers but my mother has really bad hay fever and so we’ve never had one. This summer, some friends asked if they could leave their collie, Bonnie, with us. I nearly died of happiness! She has spent the whole summer following me around. We are like glued together.
My question is why won’t they talk with me about this? I want to know why they say we still can’t have a dog after Bonnie goes home. I have asked and they say absolutely no and the subject is closed. Well, she didn’t make my mother sick all summer. I’ve asked if that isn’t proof that it’s OK now and all they say is that we are not getting a dog because they said so. That’s my answer. What’s fair about that? Ted
Answer: Dear Ted: What do you plan to be when you grow up? If not a vet, then I would suggest that you become an advertising executive or a public relations expert! Boy, can you sell! I was half way though writing an appeal to your parents before I realized what I was doing!
OK. I’m back now. This is really touchy because there are so many ways to raise kids. There isn’t a kid anywhere who thinks what comes down is always fair. We have to learn to live with the fact that there are no perfect parents and let’s be fair here because there are no perfect kids, either. It’s an imperfect world.
So, that said, there could be any number of reasons why it still won’t work. There may be something going on that it’s best you don’t get drawn into. Or a dog may just be too much work for your Mom when you are in school all day. Perhaps the hay fever hasn’t kicked in because it’s summer and you and Bonnie are outside a lot. Winter, depending on where you live, could change that.
You have to trust that the stand your parents are taking makes sense to them. It’s clear that you would like to be heard and even get to vote. I suggest that you remember that, because one day, quicker-than-a-wink, you’ll be the Dad and a little kid will be pointing a finger at you, and accusing you of being unfair. Count on it! Until then, maybe you can get a job walking a neighbor’s dog. You could also get books from the library and study up on pets to decide what kind you will be getting when your time comes. Blessings, Luise