In September of 1999, I was newly moved to atlanta, very far from home and living alone for the first time in my life. I was bored. I was lonely. And I was determined to do something I had wanted to do for a very very long time.
I WANTED A DOG! And so I squeezed one of my new grad school friends and her soon to be ex into my ford escort and we drove to the Atlanta Humane Society so that I could get a dog. I was TOTALLY AND COMPLETELY unprepared. I had never owned a dog before, and very little experience, except for the hunting beagles my dad kept in a pen in the backyard when I was younger. I picked Sadie out of the dozens of dogs barking, crying, and jumping in their kennels because she seemed so calm when I got to her cage. She wasn’t freaking out like all the rest of them. More »« Less
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