Written by Roo Green


Paws for thought

The clock’s ticking for Roo Green and her husband and it’s making her a bit melon collie.

three border terrier puppiesI’m broody. I have a yearning to love and be loved back, and yet right now it just can’t happen.

So I do what you do when you’re playing the waiting game, I read informative articles, allow myself glimpses of tiny outfits on the web and imagine photos with me, my husband and mini bundles of cuteness.

I try to keep my yearning on the low-down, because I’m scared that we’ll never be able to expand our family, but I’ve only got to see a photo of a border terrier and I start squealing at my husband to come and have a look.

I’m broody for a dog.

A few years ago the way for me to get a hit of joy was to stick £1m into the upper limit on Rightmove and check out pieds-à-terre in London. Now I’m on the Dogs Trust website every day looking at pooches that could become our pride and joy.

Mr Roo and I don’t have kids together – so the easy conclusion to come to is that I’m looking for a pup to fill the space where a baby should be. Well, I won’t deny it is probably part of the reason I long to hear the pitter-patter of four-legged friends. Just because I’m childless it doesn’t mean I don’t yearn to nurture, but I think it does parents and dog owners a disservice to suggest the two are a like-for-like swap.

Plenty of people with pets have no desire to have kids and vice versa. And some have both, but love them in different but equally valid ways.

My reason for wanting a dog is that I know they could add another layer of happiness to our lives. My husband cannot bear to be around babies, but if a dog visits his business (a more regular occurrence than you might think) he’s showing me photos on his phone the first chance he gets. I love the idea of going for walks and runs with a dog in tow, and having company when my other half is away.

I am aware it is a commitment, but part of me relishes the idea of having to be responsible for a dog. One of my fears about a child-free life is possibly becoming selfish. This is not to say that I think childlessness necessarily or inevitably makes people that way – but as I say, it’s a fear of mine when I rarely have to put anyone else’s needs first.

Right now our working lives are not geared up for a life with dogs, and we like them enough to not want to make one unhappy trying to make it fit.

So we wait. I furtively look at dog baskets, leads and funny costumes for Christmas cards. I ‘like’ photos on Facebook of pups who’ve been naughty and follow pugs on Instagram who make my heart melt. And every day I scroll through photos of dogs looking for a home, and make myself happy knowing that one day I’ll be able to pause on the paws that will make us a family.


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Written by Roo Green

Roo Green has worked in radio since all this was fields. She loves reading, eating and writing, and blogs at www.roogreen.co.uk. Paisley Park is in her heart.