Sasha, the puppy with the bad case of ADHD has grown up and gave birth to puppies, five puppies. I wonder how those little fat things ever fit Sasha’s small frame.
Our house always had dogs.
I like dogs. Meow even likens me to a dog.
One night on my way home, I saw a truck carrying stray dogs. The idea of what would happen to them if no one claims them breaks my heart.
I hate irresponsible dog owners.
I hate our neighbors.