It was as big of a shock to me as it was everyone else that I got a dog. Who would have thought that me . . . totally uptight clean freak . . . would welcome a messy, poopy animal into the house. Now I can't live without her. She's not a bit happy about the new sweater I got her for the winter either. But she'll forgive me. She gets to sleep at the bottom of my bed. She's become like a child - and my favorite because she doesn't talk back!
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