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The funniest part about now having my second dog is that as a kid I was terrified of dogs. No bad experience, I was just afraid of them. My mom wanted to get me one and I said no. How stupid, right? 
I became a dog lover after becoming roommates with two friends in my twenties. They had two dogs, Bear, a lovable giant female Rottweiler and Oscar the dachshund. Bear had been abused in her first home and was very skittish around me for a long time.
Oscar otoh, did not give a damn about my reluctance about dogs. He would push open my door, march in and demand belly rubs. It was those two dogs who made me realize “fuckkkk I love dogs.” And it’s cause of Oscar why I really got into dachshunds and now am all in.
CK was constantly at my side for 13 years. I took 7 years to get through losing him (not “over” I still think of him all the time) but now there’s Kal-El.
