Puppies...
So, yesterday we got a puppy. It was also our other dog's birthday. "Happy Birthday, we got another doggie just for you." haha In all seriousness, I do not like puppies. I did not want a puppy. I swore I would NEVER get another puppy, EVER. So how did we end up with a puppy?
Well, we were walking home from the bus stop and there romping on the sidewalk, next to a street that people absolutely fly down, was a cute little black and tan puppy. There is absolutely no one with this dog. I couldn't just leave him there. When we got him inside and really looked at him, he was covered in glitterglue. It also looks like someone took some scissors to his whiskers.
I fucking hate crate training puppies. The crying at night can be more than I can take. It's why I didn't keep the last puppy I had. It was months before I could sleep normally again.
We think he is a rottie mix.
*sigh* I had just put in an application to adopt a greyhound too.
Well, we were walking home from the bus stop and there romping on the sidewalk, next to a street that people absolutely fly down, was a cute little black and tan puppy. There is absolutely no one with this dog. I couldn't just leave him there. When we got him inside and really looked at him, he was covered in glitterglue. It also looks like someone took some scissors to his whiskers.
I fucking hate crate training puppies. The crying at night can be more than I can take. It's why I didn't keep the last puppy I had. It was months before I could sleep normally again.
We think he is a rottie mix.
*sigh* I had just put in an application to adopt a greyhound too.