Thankfully, Chiqui is gnawing on a bone and not our walls (or shoes, or doorknobs, or laundry baskets, to name a few).
I have to hand it to my husband, Stephen. His gripes about our dog, Chiqui, are always timely. He has often complained that she adds negative value to our household, but lately he has taken to referring to her doggie treats as, “unearned bonuses.” In difficult economic times, we are all concerned about spending money on luxuries. But it seems a little unfair to subject the family dog to the same scrutiny as other line items on the household budget. However, in an attempt to pacify my frugal spouse, I submit the following written justification for Chiqui’s continuing role as cherished pet.
1. Exercise Program: Chiqui has enough energy to power the state of California indefinitely. But since we don’t have her hooked up to the grid, it is imperative that we find another way to release that energy so she doesn’t eat the walls (and she did actually eat a portion of one of our walls once, so we try to avoid that now). Chiqui requires two walks a day minimum, rain or shine. This means that I walk for an hour or more every single day. Walking is good for me. Walking is good for Chiqui. Walking is good for our walls. Score one for Chiqui.
Who could resist this face?
2. Companionship/Stress Reduction: Although Stephen thinks
Aibo is all the pet an animal lover could want, I prefer real live animals, especially dogs. Robots are fun for about eight minutes. I checked. One of the reasons we adopted Chiqui was so I would have a buddy when Stephen is traveling. Notice I say “buddy” and not “protection”. Chiqui would let anyone in our house and offer up all our belongings if only they gave her a treat. Well, she would if she wasn’t hiding under the table. Protection, she is not. But after a long day at work, it gives me a huge boost when Chiqui bounds over to greet me. And after we have had our walk and our dinner, she is happy to cuddle up and have her belly rubbed. This is proven stress relief for both human and dog. At least it is in my house.
After a busy day of begging for treats and bumping into inanimate objects, Chiqui finally gets some shuteye.
3. Comic Relief: This is the area in which Chiqui excels. Of the many unbelievably silly things she has done, one of my favorites was the Red Dog Incident. Stephen was in the backyard painting the arbor over our deck. He was painting it red. We were keeping Chiqui in the house to keep her out of the painting area. But I can only let a dog stand by the back door with her legs crossed for so long. I let her out, but went out to supervise her to keep her on the lawn and off the deck. She did her business and before I could usher her back into the house, she took off on what we call her “crazy run”. She zooms around the back yard at high speed in kind of a half hop half run. Once this starts all you can do is get out of the way, because if her skull hits your shin, her head will be fine and you will be on your way to the E.R. to find someone to repair your shattered bone. You can all see what’s coming, so why on earth couldn’t we stop it? She ran/hopped onto the deck, which was covered with slippery plastic tarps. She bounced right into the paint tray, turning it into a sled that flew across the deck while paint splashed everywhere. A significant portion of this paint ended up on Chiqui. She was red. It is to my everlasting sorrow that I did not take a picture of my Red Dog, but the paint was oil-based and we were focused on getting the paint off the dog as quickly as possible. Soon she was mostly black again, although we occasionally found tiny red patches on her fur for about a month after that. Sure, it was a pain to get everything cleaned up, but we were laughing our heads off the whole time. One cannot underestimate the value of a good laugh, and Chiqui provides them in vast numbers.
If you are strictly playing a numbers game, Chiqui offers no discernible financial value to our household, but as we all know, there are things that money can’t buy. Stephen can continue to ask me if I would give Chiqui up if someone offered me a million dollars (Stephen also provides many good laughs), but my answer will always be no.
Please comment below and share how your pet adds value to your household. I could use the ammunition.
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Chow Chows don’t actually do much, but they’re cute and they love you. That’s worth a lot. Every couple of years they do the crazy run thing. We call it the “zoomies.”
Sounds to me like Chiqui is priceless.
Cats and a Schnoodle here.
The cats putatively deal with the field mice that come in through the fieldstone walls every fall. I once had four bemused cats at compass points around a terrified mouse. Every time the mouse tried to break out, one of the cats would push it back into the center. We had to trap it under a bucket and take it outside (far outside) for fear it would die of fright. They are really good at catching moths and flies, although the furnishings suffer. Heavy lamps and metal chatchkes are in order.
Whimsy the Schnoodle keeps me honest. There is NO WAY I will miss my medically prescribed hour daily walk if she can help it. She helps me clean out leftovers without too extreme a level of guilt; and is always ready to love away any residual guilt or negativity with her winsome ways.
Financially, I don’t have to purchase rodent protection services, gym fees, or antidepressants. Pets are wonderful and unpredictable value-added creatures!
Love your blog!
My husband travels a lot for his work as well, and our labs keep me great company. They also provide a daily routine of exercise and human socialization at the park. I have made many friends, clients, and Farmville neighbors because of my dogs. As for the food….Costco has a high quality Chicken and Rice and Lamb and Rice dog food that is manufactured by Diamond in Stockton, 40lb bag for $22. My dogs love baked sweet potato for treats. When I fix them for my husband and I, I make more to keep as for the week for the dogs. My dogs also love ice for treats. Most importantly my dogs allow me to unload the burdens that life sometimes gives us. They love me and help me to be a better person. I am ever mindful of the harmony that they bring to our home and that they will be with me for a relatively short time …….
Thanks for the refreshing story. My kitties keep me sane, while driving me insane at times. Unfortunately their not as unconditionally loving as dogs, but their sweet, and they give me kitty hugs! Animals are priceless!
In “Time Enough for Love” Robert Heinlein wrote, “Little girls, like butterflies, need no excuse.” I think the same can be said of pets. They make us feel good and enrich our lives simply by their existence. They require no justification.
Your dog is adorable! Great pics!
I have 3 cats right now and will be moving into a house with a huge backyard soon. My husband is planning on getting a Tosa Inu. These dogs can get up to 200 pounds and I understand that they prefer to be indoor pets. I can just imagine waking up to a 200 pound dog that is trying to crawl in bed with us. I am sure this will provide much amusement. My poor cats!
@Pam – Thank you!
Have fun with the giant dog! My Dad has had several Irish Wolfhounds over the years, and the great thing about big dogs is that they are so mellow. I looked up the Tosa Inu because I hadn’t heard of it before. I see that it is a type of Mastiff – prepare for copious amounts of drool! I’m sure your cats will be thrilled. : )
Oh Kara – I loved reading about Chiqui – she was one of the two pit bulls in my life that cemented my love for the breed. I will always cherish being able to come and see her settled into her new home and the chagrin that after weeks of working on her jumping I walked in and she jumped all over me – which me being a bad trainer allowed with glee. Thank you for sharing her stories…and for loving her in spite of her antics – or maybe because of her antics!
Mary
@Mary – it is probably *because* of her antics. When we met Chiqui at the Humane Society, it was obvious she was the one for us. I remember waiting anxiously as another family had her meet their dog, and hoping it wouldn’t work out, because it already felt like Chiqui belonged with us. She is better about the jumping now – a little : )
I am so glad to know that Chiqui is a small part of what led you to the wonderful work you do with Our Pack! (http://www.ourpack.org)
Great blog. And very true indeed.