I used to not like dogs of any kind. Betsy is my first pet, the small breeds. She was the last of her litter and not as cute as the rest of her siblings and was confined in the basement where all the messy stuffs were. So, I took her home and as a little puppy, I stuff her into my work bag and brought her to work
No one was home to care for her and that was an options every now and then, not daily.
Now, she's still a small dog but is getting old. We've grown on one another/ the family. She prefers my husband and I over anyone else and so when we leaves, she'll sit the window and when we return, she'll greet us by the door. On some nights when my husband has to leave out of town, she keeps me company. AND she keeps me active, the daily walks.
What's your Pet/dog story?