It isn't the stress of dealing with a hyperactive young'un.  We may be sedentary couch potatoes, but when necessary can break out with surprising speed and stamina.

It isn't the expense involved.  Sure, I'm between jobs and our savings is almost depleted, but we can find deals and compare prices with the most frugal of destitutes.

It isn't the mess.  Footprints and spilled food & drinks are aggravating, but our house has never been what you would call tidy.

No, it's that we have come to the unfortunate conclusion that we are not a dog family.

And I hate that.  Because I should have known it ahead of time.

Strike that -- I did know it ahead of time, but let my hopes get in the way of our reality.



Fuck.
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EDIT: The first time I posted the puppy I included something saying "We're not trying to sell him, but would like to recoup a portion of what we've paid for vet bills and his crate."  That got flagged and removed.  So I posted it again saying nothing about money, and it got removed again.  So my theory now is that it was removed (a) because of something having nothing to do with money, (b) because whoever removed it the first time thinks I'll mention money to whomever responds to the second post, or (c) someone who already wrote me offering a lot less than I want keeps flagging it so nobody else can make an offer.

The Wife noticed this afternoon that the neighbor's golden retriever, Sadie, was wandering around the front lawn and sidewalk of their house.  This has been a reasonably common occurrence with their retriever/black lab, Rocket, who I would consider to be the Houdini of the dog world if not for the fact that their backyard fence and gate are such crap.  When this happens and the neighbors aren't home, we simply round Rocket up and stick him back in the yard.  So the Wife decided to do so with Sadie.