One day, I somehow persuaded my boyfriend to buy me a hamster. Although he didn’t like the idea of having a small pet he can’t hug with his both full arms, he still decided to accompany me to the pet shop to buy one.
That day, I was determined to buy a hamster but I went home with a three-month-old puppy. Milo; a healthy, dark-browned baby with a black tail. He didn’t whine during the entire ride.
I don’t know why I bought him even though I knew to myself that cats are what I love more. I’m a cat person but I bought a dog instead! Was it because he’s so irresistably cute? Was it because he looked lonely in his cage, I felt like I needed to get him out of there?
This is my first time having a dog of my own and like a new paranoid mom, I tend to overthink about a lot of bad things that might happen. I see puppies as delicate creatures that need 100% supervision and it’s gonna be hard taking care of them.
I’m not so sure why I chose Milo but he is sure to be treasured by both of his pet parents forever.