It’s been at least two years since I begged my husband to get a puppy, got one, then 24 hours later begged him never to let me get a dog again. I’m sure the cute pup found a warm home to call her very own, just wasn’t ours.
The endless barking in the middle of the night is fading. The poop stained windows, a distant memory. Dog eating it’s own turd, forgotten. So much so that I’m starting to want a dog again.
I mean, dogs are loyal right? They are happy to see you when you get home from work. They cuddle with you. They love you! And, I’ve found the perfect dog: an Airedale Terrier. Hypoallergenic, medium sized, and cute!
Just look at this face:
Now, just to convince the hubby…