My roommate recently got a puppy. He is 50 and she is his first dog. She is a rescue. She is very cute.
Today I realized that she is the last puppy I will ever be involved with growing up. I just don't think I can do puppy one more time after this. She's a good puppy but still, it's starting over. Worry about training and health. Discussions about toys. Argh! Someday I will, again, have my own place and my own pet and I love dogs but I won't be getting a puppy. I need a more mature animal. A dog I can laze around with and already knows to do his business outside without a slideshow presentation. A dog who loves walks around the block and chewing on bones and loves trips to the beach. A dog that weighs more than 40 lbs. A dog that will lay on the floor and watch TV with me. A dog with a tennis ball fetish.
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