Two and a half years ago, I started looking for a dog
Single again, my girlfriend at the time and I had just broken up. It happened on my birthday over fancy pizza in Oakland. Some birthdays you remember, some you forget. I won’t forget this one.
I’m not sure what happened. She wanted to be in love. I loved her, but I wasn’t in love anymore. It was sad. I still love her.
Both my most recent ex girlfriends had dogs.
I’d dog sit occasionally, and loved having them around. There’s nothing quite like a dog greeting you at the door after you get home. It’s nice to always have someone to go on a walk with, and someone to cuddle with at night.
Also, I was lonely, single, and sad.
