I have had several dogs growing up, and in high school I had a yorkie (that's what's in the pic, if you didn't know)...she was my baby...followed me EVERYWHERE. If she wasn't in my lap or in my arms, she was right there at my feet. Unfortunately, one day, my sophmore year, I was at a pre-surgery doctor's appointment, and my stepdad tied her outside for a while, and didn't keep an eye on her. It was June, so it was hot...and when we got home we found her with her tie out cord all snaggled up in something, and she was dead.

I cried for weeks. I decided not to get another dog then...cuz life was getting busy...high school, plus I started my first job. Weeeelll...here lately, things have settled down, I have 3 jobs still, but it actually works out so I do have a decent amount of time at home. There is usually only one day a week in which I work ALL day, and during the first half of that, my job is only a block away, and I'd actually be able to set it up so she could be in the office with me if I wanted. So...I think my life is finally to a point to where it wouldn't be unfair to the dog, because I wouldn't have to leave her at home alone for long periods of time.
The only problem I'm running into is my boyfriend. He's a cat lover, and not overly fond of dogs (doesn't hate them, just doesn't want to have to take care of one)...and he says he doesn't want one at his house. He WOULDN'T have to take care of it, I can do that on my own. Besides...he takes care of the cats.

I can do the dog. So...I just need to get past that...at the moment, I don't know if it's gonna happen or not, but I really REALLY miss having a dog. And it doesn't help that they are so damn CUTE!