“Buy a pup and your money will buy love unflinching.” Rudyard Kipling

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I’ve apparently misremembered where the above dog came from, but it did live at our house in my early youth. I’m also the only one who apparently was aware that our grandfather or great grandfather worked at a dog kennel in Long Island and raised dogs. Since I’m unclear on the whole dog thing, it’s possible that it was not only Scottish Terriers. Maybe that’s just a local family thing rather than a long term family thing.

My father had definitely had a conversation with me about it – but I can’t confirm. Need to check some of the paperwork that he left behind.

This would be less interesting for me if I wasn’t currently jonesing for a dog….again. Having learned a few lessons with Jax, I feel like I’m almost ready to try again……with a dog more suitable for a cat household.

My dad always said he was more of a dog person than a cat person. My house was always primarily cat dominated, but we had a few pups here and there. I don’t know how we ended up getting them, but we certainly weren’t good at taking care of them.

Lessons learned.

I’m actually trying to talk myself into getting a Collie. My dog-smart friends all said, “What? Collies are crazy!”. They then changed their tune after my stories about how Jax behaved.

My work schedule isn’t super puppy-friendly.

I guess we’ll see.