My wifey and I talked for a long while about getting a puppy – easily for weeks and weeks.
We went to the shelter every single Monday for the past many weeks.
We finally found the perfect little pooch to add to our family. The little girl is a mixed breed, just like we wanted. She is three years old and mostly resembles a small Frenchie. Her name is Polly which I find to be terribly funny. My wifey and I brought Polly to her home on Monday. We spent most of the day getting to understand the little woman. We obtained him a small bed and a few toys for her to appreciate like balls, stuffed pets, and ropes. Then, on Monday, we spent most of the day taking the puppy out for long walks. I knew that potty training would be difficult, however I stupidly thought a three-year-old pet would not have a lot of accidents. Recently, I was getting ready for work. I normally turn off the furnace every day before I leave for the office, however as soon as I reached for the control unit that morning, I thought about Polly. I didn’t want to leave the girl alone all day separate from any heat, so I decided to let the furnace run to keep her warm. I knew the heat would comfort the little woman. One of my neighbors came over around dinner to take Frenchy for a walk, frenchy was laying in her bed, enjoying the heat half asleep, however most of the couch was torn to shreds. She completely destroyed my poor sofa.