|Oh hey, I'm adorable|
So who was Misty staying with? Me. In my bachelor apartment. Where I lived, alone.
|Your apartment? Pfft. This is my apartment.|
|Wait, I can't sleep on my pee pad?|
|I'm just going to dig a large hole here. You don't mind, right?|
The next day, when I came home from work, her crate was gone. Her toys were gone. Her tiny little food bowl was gone. Andrew had done as I asked.
|Forget the crate. I want the bed!|
I was right.
Andrew's mom fell in love with Misty and she became hers. As much as I wanted to fight for Misty to be mine, I knew I couldn't. It wouldn't be fair to Misty. A dog needs to be in a home with someone who is around to take care of them.
Until then, I'm happy that we still get to see Misty whenever we want!
Don't forget to head over to the lovely Emily's blog to read her That Time I post!