I Want a Dog
I was trying to come up with a pithy name for this post, but I decided to just be blunt. I want a dog. I want a dog more than a four year old wants Christmas morning to come. This is new for me since I don't particularly like dogs. They're kind of smelly and like to lick, but I've simply decided that I want one. I'm torn between two different kinds, so maybe I'll just get both. I want a cute little maltipoo named Daphne. I feel that a little dog would be nice because they probably wouldn't make that big of mess. They just play and make people happy. I also want a big dog, though. Big dogs are good for protection (we all know how dangerous Provo is) and because you have a permanent running buddy. I have thought a lot about what type of big dog I want and I've settled on an Old English Sheepdog. They're just so cute!!! I want to name my sheepdog Trapper. It's kind of tough, but not overly menacing. Big dogs tend to hog the bed though; I'm not sure how I feel about that. I only have a twin. Maybe I'll find a dog that likes to sleep on the floor....
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Old English Sheepdog |
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I want Trapper to look just like this |
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