Duncan was a puppymill puppy. Puppy mills breed dogs for profit. Those cute little puppies in the pet store? Puppymill. Except you don't see the worst part of it. You don't see the breeding females constantly pregnant or nursing. You don't see the stacks of kennels with dogs defecating on themselves and each other. You don't see the starvation and greed. But Duncan did. Duncan is an Akita. He is not particularly bright. He doesn't like change. But he likes - even loves - me.
Chloe was simply found in the wilderness. She had an owner at one point. She ended up in a shelter on a death sentence - they have to do that at shelters because they have so many dogs. But she ended up with me. She is highly intelligent and emotionally expressive. Plus, she and Duncan get along. Duncan loves her. She keeps him in balance.
For now, the three of us are living together in small quarters. But we are managing and there is a plan to get into a house soon. Dogs are wonderful creatures. They love you unconditionally. Some of them feel sorry for you because of your limited senses. But if you have a dog, you really need to take care of it. That means lots of exercise, good food, vet care, whatever it takes. They are highly intelligent creatures but they are dependent on you to survive in a human world.
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