My grandma is 88... grandpa died 5 years ago... she's lonely... she's very able-bodied, still takes care of herself, still drives... she's always had dogs - big ones... her last one passed away 6 months ago and she's discovered that - with no one in the house to take care of - she's starting to struggle to find a reason to get out of bed in the morning...
so she decides it's time to adopt a puppy... great idea... except the lady who brought a couple puppies for her to consider adopting decided my grandma was too old and frail for a puppy... needs a tired dog with no energy... said she'd bring an older dog back for her to look at... and left my grandma in tears...
I'm ready to tell her if she brings another dog it will need to be big enough to protect her from me...
I love dogs, but they're dogs!!! they're not human children...
this lady should have 2 questions:
Are you gonna eat this dog? Are you gonna f*ck this dog? if the answer to both is no, here's your dog, call us when you need another one...
needless to say, looks like I'm gonna make the drive down to socal with a pit puppy in the next couple of weeks...