Dogs...

I have wanted a dog as long as I can remember. If I were adopting a dog right now, at this moment... this is the one I would get from the shelter in my home town. His name is Koda. I guess I've never met him, but from the add at www.petfinder.com, this is the one I want.

My parents always said we couldn't have a dog because we lived in town and it wasn't nice to have a dog in town if you didn't have time to walk it all the time. And we didn't. Ok, fine, no dog. So, I've been waiting and waiting to get done with school and get 5+ acres so I can have a dog that can run free... and I AM getting closer to that goal...

Both my parents still live in town, the guy my mom is dating, Bruce, he has a dog that my mom watches sometimes on weekends. In town. And now my dad got a dalmation. In town. Don't get me wrong... I'm not mad at them... and I am happy that when I'm home I'll have a dog to play with... but what ever caused the change in how they felt about dogs? My mom, I admit, still dosen't seem to love the idea of there being a dog in her house... but she dosen't seem to complain much. Anyway... that's my random ranting of the day.