Well, as much as it hurts to say this, I'm not ready for a pup.
I spent a week with one. 24 hours a day, 7 days.
My aunt and her boyfriend went away on vacation this past week to the Dominican Republic and we offered to talk their dog. Which gladly they took us up on.
Princess is her name. A 9 year old Golden.
Other than that, we slept. And ate.
My poor cats, they were so scared of her that for seven days they didn't leave the basement. Thank goodness they are back to normal!
|She slept in this basket all day, everyday :)|
Maybe when I'm older I'll get a doggy.