Oliver has been one of the best dogs I have ever had. I knew immediately he was the right one when I saw him.
If only finding a human life companion was that uncomplicated.
It was a terrible time of my life then, and I was desperate for a buddy. I knew a puppy would help chase the blues away. I drove—one hour, one way— for the puppy I wanted at a semi-affordable price. I wanted a girl puppy, and planned on naming her Olivia.
When I got to the pet shop, there was a litter of five white, adorable, eight week old Peekapoos.
The only girl was too yappy. She yapped in her high-pitch bark anytime anyone got near the kennel, and would not shut up until they walked away. Continue reading