I said to my good friend Leanne, on Tuesday, that once Max (my dog) and Molly (my cat) pass, that will be it, no more pets for me.
And then today I had a client come. I put Max outside because he is a ball of fluffy love and just wants to kiss everyone all of the time. He banged the doggy door against the glass relentlessly. When my client left I thought, “Max really needs a friend.”
Not expecting to find anything suitable, I searched online. And then I saw him.
I have rung Leanne to let her know that I’m a big fat liar. She laughed.
Now I just need to worry about Max and Molly’s reactions. Yep.