“I was at work having lunch with 15-20 people around the table and a colleague addressed us and said she has a beautiful dog she could no longer take care of. She said she’d love to give the dog a good home. The response was silence, to the point that I started to feel guilty. I said the only dog I can bring home is exactly the dog my husband grew up with. It has to be female, short-haired, dachshund. She said; That’s exactly what it is.”
“And that’s how I ended up with a dog.”
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