Last post, I told you about changes.  Changes I wanted in my life.  One of them was to fulfill a life-long dream of having a dog.  I had dogs in the past, when I was still living with my parents, but then, college, university, work and starting a family left no time to care properly for a dog. But now, the boys have grown, and I’m available. The kids have begged for a dog for the longest time and they promised to help. So, we made a decision to get a dog.

At first, I wanted an adult dog, basically trained and a rescue in need of love.  Turned out it’s not as easy to find as it looks.  Shelters don’t have many dogs, they’re mostly filled with cats.  The dogs left were *special needs* or either too big or too small.  I know it shouldn’t matter, in a perfect world, but it does when you’re the one caring for the dog. We just weren’t the perfect match for these dogs.