
Have you had the privilege of owning a dog?
Or, should I correct as the joke goes, of being owned by a dog?
I love dogs but we didn’t have dogs when I was growing up. So when our son asked for us to get a dog, I was open. I will always remember the day we went to the SPCA and met our dog Bella. The attendant opened her cage and she came to me and gently put her head against my knee. I didn’t choose her. She chose me.
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