“My dog ate a Christmas ornament. No, seriously.”
A dog, I quickly realized, is a living thing, and like any living thing, how easy it is to live with is directly proportional to how much it likes you. My dog didn’t like me at all.
Guinea pig, guinea pig, guinea, guinea, guinea pig.
Dog-loving girls know that loyalty is bred from love, and once you’re in their heart, you’re there for good.
The transplant New Yorker can relate to bouncing around from borough to borough throughout the years, in search of just the right neighborhood. It’s a daunting task that ever-ambitious New Yorkers take in stride. Sometimes things work out right away; other times we’re not so lucky and the process of finding a place to call “home” can be a nightmare. If one thing’s for sure, it’s that New Yorkers love New York and will make it work.
Great doggy costume ideas within.
This story will warm every nerve of your heart.
If you have a dog you understand that furry friend becomes a part of your family and no longer is an animal but an actual person. You treat the dog like a sibling and sometimes give it a middle name when you are yelling at it.
“We will provide the gun,” the woman promises.
They will never break up with you. Unlike a boyfriend, your dog will never say those four dreaded words, “We need to talk.” He won’t say, “It’s not you, it’s me,” and he most certainly will not tell you to come pick up your things from his place.