So Much for "My" Dog

Alright, so for a year I beg, whine, cajole, and nag the Swede to get another dog, because when Miko died I lost "my" dog.

I love Daisy, but she has always been more the Swedes' than mine, and is increasingly become the Monkey's.

I wanted another big dog, another dog that knew me from 8-9 weeks old...another dog to be "my" dog.


Yeah, that's really panning out well...

Hey Monkey, how 'bout sharing with Daddy?

~Sigh~ I wonder how long I will have to whine to get a third dog?