Second Thoughts

Well, technically, you could call this "Third Thoughts" because this is the 2nd time I've had 2nd thoughts about SADIE. I'm really not "feelin' it"...and neither is Matt or Brooklyn or Grant. She's sweet and cute, no doubt about it...but she is NOT what I had in mind (or my heart) when I pictured us getting another dog. For one thing, she's WAY bigger than we were wanting. I wanted something around 8-12 pounds. SMALL. Something soft and cuddly and lovey-dovey.
At the moment, she is up to 23 pounds (at 6 mo. old) and is growing EVERY day. I took her to the vet on Feb.8th and she weighed 12 pounds. By March 8th, exactly 1 month later, she weighed 22 pounds! By the looks of it, she has even more growing to do! Remember that little outfit I bought her last week? The green and pink one with ruffly trim? Can't even get it on her now! Plus, her hair is getting more wirey and course with every day. And it's all over everything! You can't touch her wihtout getting hair all over you. ICK! On top of that, she is about the LEAST cuddly dog I've ever met. If she is anywhere near a person...she is biting NON stop. She has YET to ever actually lay calmly on my lap and let me cuddle with her. She likes to lay away from everyone else--on the couch or chair by herself or even in her bed. She hasn't made ANY improvement with the potty training despite my consistent efforts. On top of all of that, she barks ALL the TIME! It's irritating as can be. The kids can't even get down in the floor to play or lay down without her scratching and biting them non-stop. Oh and that's another thing, I actually have SCABS running down my legs 24/7 from her toenails. She jumps up on me all day long and lets her razor-sharp toenails slice through my legs from my thigh to my ankle. It's wearing me out. I've taken her several times to get her nails cliipped and/or filed (grinding) and it doesn't help.
I've tried SO HARD to convince myself I love her. and I do care about her and would only want the best for her...but I am sad. I am sad that we paid a lot of money for her and she is nothing like what they told us. We can't do anything about it because the "shelter" we got her from closed down a few days after we got her. They also had just opened a week or two before we got her. I honestly think it was a total scam. Anyway, I just don't know what to do. I still want a dog--it's not that I regret getting one...I just want the kind of dog I've wanted for years...a little, white, soft, cuddly one.
Another reason for wanting another dog was because as sad as it is to even think about...Sam is fixing to have his 9th birthday. That's getting on up there in dog years..and with his obesity..he'll probably not live THAT much longer. If we're lucky...maybe another 5 years. I wanted to get another puppy now that would steal our hearts so that when he does go, it will be a little easier. At this point, the kids constantly holler, "Mom, Get Her Off of ME!!!!" They don't want anything to do with Sadie. Well, Grant does torture her a lot (chasing her and shooting her with his toy rifle) and I'm sure he gets some pleasure from that....but its not the kind I was hoping for.
What do you guys think? Am I being unreasonable? Selfish? Picky? Aghhhh.......
Plus, what would we do with her? Sell her? No one will probably pay anything for her. She doesn't have papers and we don't even know what breed(s) she is. If only it wouldn't be too crazy to think of having 3 dogs. But that IS indeed CRAZY.



So, I go in the living room to take these pictures to put with this post...and there she is...all sprawled out snoozing on the recliner. Now what's not to love about that? She is clearly "at home" here. Oh me, oh my. Will I grow to love her more with time? Will we all? Matt says, "Get rid of her" anytime I mention having these second thoughts. I guess that's men....way less emotionally attached than us women.