Hi hi! So I started 2014 with a big change. I adopted a doggy!! My brother and I visited a local pet adoption center and met this awesome little guy. I must say the experience was bitter sweet because you can’t help feeling like adopting one dog equals betraying or abandoning another. But I simply can’t adopt all of them (I would if I could).
I have had Duke (kept his original name) for about a week and life certainly has been different. I walk him at least twice a day (he is very very energetic). I think the biggest change is not being by myself most of the time anymore. He is an amazing dog, ridiculously well trained. I can only assume it had to have been under extraordinary circumstances for someone to part with him. Well his future is with me and my family and we don't intend to part him ^_^