I have a dog. I had one coming into the relationship. I grew up with dogs, cats, rabbits, fish and whatever reptile we found in the road (normally turtles no snakes allowed). My grandfather raised hunting dogs, needless to say i love animals. But my husband never even had a fish. He wanted a puppy so badly, specifically a lazy bulldog. We work full time, he works a second job so I'm home at night (usually with someone but that's besides the point) and i have the cat and dog, and a new house... and recently a wedding. Needless to say a puppy was not my dream especially since my dog is younger and just getting calm. OK so back to his puppy, the bulldogs are crazy expensive and sickly, who would have thought they would cost like 3 grand?!
So, being from hunting dogs, i suggested basset hounds- me and my big mouth. After a long campaign which included him recruiting my father to butter me up, we got a basset hound, and I have to say i love her. Eleanor. So cute, but shes houstraining, eating everything, and keeping me up at night. Ohh i cant wait for her to calm down. because right now I'm ruled by the dogs....
PS this is not her, but i hope when shes older she looks like this when she runs lol
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