Extremely Cute Puppy Pics Enclosed

The story this week -- a little less cute.

I guess I have a type.

Of dog.

It started with my childhood dog, Oliver. The day we got Oliver my parents told me we were going to Adventureland, an amusement park in Long Island. But we weren’t .We were going to the North Shore Animal League, a shelter, to pick out a puppy. They had told this lie a few years prior too, using the same fake destination, when they got me a kitten. I don’t remember if I actually fell for it twice or if I just like surprises.

Oliver was perfect. He was teeny tiny, face of an angel, big, beautiful floppy ears. I had to have him.