I am now a dog owner. I don't mind dogs. I just am not entirely thrilled about owning one. I just got done cleaning up poop and training 3 girls. I was kind of looking forward to a reprieve of a sort.
Long story short, he became ours on Friday night and we spent all weekend helping him get used to living in our house before we all got back into our routine. He's still getting used to the sounds of the house (he barked every time one of the girls climbed out of their bed). He's got a great bark which he uses only to protect us and to let us know that he is unhappy. Otherwise he is the most gentle and loving dog I have met.
This morning the girls were asking for a cat. I am not getting a cat....until they bring home a stray, right?