Since the two beagles that lived in our homestead passed away Miss Boon has been keen on getting another dog, so much so that I caved just on a year ago and allowed the unthinkable, a cat joined our family unit. I've never been a cat person, however, Archie is growing on me, literally, I sit anywhere and he's on my lap.
He's also made his way into our room on the foot of our bed at night, that doesn't make me laugh and that's another story, but, Miss Boon constantly sends me rescue dogs to consider.
Right at this point there's no way a new dog would work in our family unit, with 4 people working during the day the dog would be home alone for some considerable hours, if it's hyperactive it would be destroying our recently updated outdoor area or if in the grassed part of the yard digging out to freedom. It just won't work.
Had an exchange with Miss this afternoon.
Images of dog arrives, 2 year old beagle who is "overly excitable" has "bad manners" and needs "lots more training", errr, no.
"Sorry" I say, "It's not going to work for us, you know that"
"It will never work until you're 70 and retired"
"You think you're living with me when I'm 70?!?!?"

If you want to go quickly, go alone.
If you want to go far, go together.