Sometimes being man’s best friend is a ruff gig. Training and caring for my humans is an arduous but rewarding process. I alone am responsible for ensuring they get their daily walks. I never know when they might dare to run errands without me to protect them, or eat food without first using my keen nose to inspect it. They never acknowledge that a mere drizzle of my drool adds so much flavor. I feel that it’s wrong to keep such deliciousness to myself.
Will my humans care for me with the same level of commitment when I have hip dysplasia? Of course they will. Look at this face. What’s not to love? Just remember, when you take me into your family you are making a commitment of 10-12 years. I will be devoted and committed to you, please do the same for me.
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