acommondisaster
Active Member
House without a dog is like mashed potatoes with no gravy. You can get by, but it's just not as good. I missed that hearing that happy dog walk sound in the house - it's like an audible smile to me. So, I had a couple of hours to kill when my hairdresser didn't have time for a walk in - not sure how I wound up at the Humane Society, but there I was. Cute dog. Too soon. Too small. Male. Completely wrong dog. So I took him home. We're in love and the house is happy again. Meet Tucker.