Having a Furbaby

I’ve had sweet little Beau for about 3 weeks now.
And let me tell you, we’ve had our ups and downs.  Def more ups than downs but y’all, having a furbaby is HARD!
Now remember, I’m just Beau’s foster mom.  All I have to provide is his food and a loving environment.   Which I am more than happy to do.  
But I think I’ve figured out that I’m so not ready for a furbaby yet.
I’ve made a little pros and cons list.  To help me decide whether I want to keep him or not.Here is is.
PROS:
– He’s the cutest little pup in the world. 
-I love having something to come home too.  He is always SO excited to see me no matter what.
– He’s a great playmate (especially now that he actually plays with me rather than run away).
– He’s a good cuddler.
– He loves me unconditionally.  
– He doesn’t  bark constantly, he loves people, and gets along with other dogs.
-My roommates have been AMAZING and have really helped out a lot with him.  Seriously without them I don’t know what I would do.  
CONS:
-I’m constantly worried that he’s going to pee/poo in the house. (We’ve had a few accidents here and there, but for the most part he’s trained not to it.)
– I feel bad anytime I leave the house and leave him in his crate.  Makes me not want to go out and do things with friends because I feel like I should be home with him.
– My work schedule isn’t very consistent.  So some days I go in late and others early. Thus making it hard to keep him on a schedule.
– He wakes up every 2-3 hours in the middle of the night and has to be taken outside right then otherwise he pees.  Therefore I haven’t had straight nights sleep in 3 weeks.

I know these are all things that can be worked out.  I know that he is better off with me then at the rescue and certainly better than where he came from before that.  It’s just so hard!  I love this little guy to death.  He has def made my life a little brighter since all that change that came about.But I just don’t know if I’m ready to make a full commitment to a furbaby yet. I know financially I cannot afford to adopt him.  If I had someone else who had equal responsibility for him (physically and financially) then it might be different.  But that’s not the case.
So I will love him, take care of him, train him, and spoil him rotten until a family comes along to adopt him who will do all those same things.  And yes when someone finally does adopt him, I’ll cry like a baby.  But I know he’ll be better off and happy when that day comes. 
Now here are some recent pictures of my cute little guy!

“Pet me, mom! Pet ME!”

Have a great Monday! 🙂