Oh dear
Posted on June 10, 2009
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So three months ago my boyfriend and I decided to take “the leap”. Being commitment phobes, our “leap” was getting a puppy. We went to the pound and picked up a stray; they were all so adorable, but the one that really caught our eye was this fairly small puppy that was a mixed breed with kind of scruffy fur, brown and white coat, and these cartoonishly large paws that I just fell in love with.
Apparently what the pound failed to mention to us was that he seems to be mixed with a St Bernard, and those big paws mean he’s going to grow to about 110 lbs. I weigh 110lbs. I thought I was getting this tiny little lapdog, and instead I’m getting a human that eats off the floor. Do they have something like HGH in reverse to slow his growth? I mean he’s cute right now, perfectly manageable at 47 pounds. He still pulls a little bit hard on walks and stuff, and he burns through puppy kibble, but he’s manageable. I just can’t imagine a dog that large. My boyfriend grew up with Newfoundlands, and I suspect he may have known what we were getting into and didn’t feel the need to clue me in. Bad boyfriend, bad!
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