We are spending the weekend in Moab, UT, so I’m turning the reigns over to our dog, Mo, today. Since she did an interview with Frugal Hound a while back, she’s kind of gotten a big head and has been wanting to share her canine wisdom about the dangers of instant gratification.
Hi Eyes on the Dollar readers, it’s Mo here, actually it’s Mahogany, but Mom can’t yell that fast enough, so I’m just Mo. Mom talks all the time about being smart with money and thinking through every purchase, but I’m here to tell you, that way of thinking works for more than just money. Since I have no living expenses, money really doesn’t mean that much to me, but there are other things people and pets need to consider.
Life of Country Dog
Let me start by telling you a bit about where I live. It’s so fun to be a country dog. I have lots more freedom than city dogs because I have a big yard to run around in, and I even get to walk off the lease if we are out in the boonies. Sometimes I run across very sweet smelling stuff, and while I always give it a really good sniff over, I usually don’t bother it. As much as I’d love to get closer, the one thing I hate most in the world is getting a bath. I’ve learned that the more stuff I stay away from, the less baths I get.
Well, it all changed last week when there was something so scrumptious, fragrant, and just plain beautiful in my yard that I could not resist. I believe one of those big animals with the antler thingees left it, but I can’t be sure. If they are in the yard, I usually stay away, so I had no idea they could leave such a generous present!
Without thinking, I gobbled some down and it was soooo yummy that I had to roll in it just to get that smell all over myself. I got a little worried, but since I smelled heavenly, I figured Mom and Dad would understand my need to wallow in this lusciousness.
Smelling Pretty Wonderful
I will never understand humans because as soon as I went in, I thought they were yelling at me to sit, but actually they were saying I smelled like shit. I’m not sure what that means, but I think smelling like shit is pretty wonderful. Unfortunately, Mom and Dad did not agree and got really frantic and threw me in the tub. Ugh! And my beautiful smell was replaced by the flowery stuff they put on me when I get a bath.
The next day, Mom and Dad thought I still smelled, so I got another bath! I have no idea what is wrong with their noses.
Cost of YOLO
Mom and Dad watched me really closely that next day, and I sure did not want another bath. I steered clear from the present in the yard, but I could not stop thinking about it. When they weren’t looking, I could not resist and went for another quick roll. You only live once, right? I was hoping they wouldn’t notice, but they did, and darn if I didn’t get another bath. Three baths in three days! Oh the agony!
Now there are a few lessons to be learned here. Even though I think shit is the absolute bestest, most wonderful thing that’s ever been in the yard, I know if I roll in it, I’ll get a bath. I thought the first couple of times were worth the torture, but now that I smell like fake flowers and my fur is all chaffed, I know that a few seconds of heavenly bliss are just not worth all that water in my face and days of new bath smell.
Cost of Passing the Buck
The other lesson comes from Mom and Dad who seem to get really upset if they have to clean me up right at bedtime. I guess they don’t get to sleep as much as I do during the day, so they say they really need their rest. If they needed their rest that much, why didn’t they just go out and clean the stuff out of the yard? Mom thought Dad should do it, and Dad thought Mom should do it, so in the end, no one did it. If it hadn’t been there, I wouldn’t have rolled in it that second time. Not passing blame here, but just sayin’…..
Danger of Instant Gratification
I guess our take home message today is that the danger of instant gratification is when those few minutes of wonderful end up costing sooo much more. It might seem like the best idea at the time, but using a bit of restraint before diving in can save lots of money, time, or in my case, frustration with getting 3 baths in 3 days!
The other message comes from Mom and Dad. They put off what they thought was an unpleasant task, and it cost them in the end when they had to take extra time to give me so many baths. If they had picked the present up that first day, we’d have never had to repeat our mistakes. (Well, they call it a mistake, I think they are really missing out on this shit stuff!)
What instantly gratifying thing has cost you after the fact? Even had deer in your yard?