When I was looking for a dog we surfed the animal rescue sites.
My ex wanted a Papillon (small breed, very smart dogs). The Papillon rescue association would not agree to let us have a dog. They wanted retirees, not people who work and would be gone during the day, and I guess they can find enough of them so that was out.
Off we went to the pound.
In a perfect world I'd be retired or win the Lotto and devote my time to Mae and my bikes. I have a neighbor who walks her, Mae loves the dog walker and vice versa and that has made a noticable difference in her behavior.
I wanted a mutt, felt some breeds tend to have specific conditions, dalmations often are blind, hip conditions in Shepards etc and a mutt could be healthier. Actually I did not want a dog at all, guess who the dog bonded with?![]()



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