i got ripped up by a husky when i was a kid, then a german shephard later on. i was convinced we did not mesh well , though dogs always found me . go to a party , only dog there would find me and hangout, paw, all of it. my girlfriend wanted a dog , i was against it. went across the road to my neighbors, the kids had the dog dressed up in people clothes and all kinds of stuff. i asked how the dog tolerated it, they said she loves it. i got to know that dog and it lead me down the road i'm on. Katie across the road was a golden retriever. she got me by the heart , and we looked. got my first big happy male in 1996 . he was my first real dog, and it killed me to lose him.
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sleepybrew ·
