L came home with "Cody" tucked into her coat. An "emergency situation"had brought us this little, yippy dog. Cody came with a bed, food, leash, coat, toys, chew things....and is 3 months old. And he'll be just fine what with the huge huskie who wants to play and bat it around, and the cats who are just fuck'n pissed...and then it starts barking. High piercing cut you to the bone yip's...and right before I lost my shit and said, "there's no way in hell we're keeping that dog, I don't care if it's cute." APRIL FOOL'S! I have never been so relieved...it being April first never crossed my mind.
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