...I had refused. Yep! I was NOT going to have a dog at our home, that's all there was to it.
It was about 19 years ago, and our two sons had been hounding me (no pun intended) to get a puppy. No thanks...I had grown up with a menagerie and had had my fill.
Oh yes, they were going to do EVERYTHING and I wouldn't have to worry about a thing...they were willing to make sure the beast was fed, bathed, potty-trained, walked, and generally cared for. You know the drill. Nope-not interested.