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Le Roi and I went to a puppy store the other day, and I FELL IN LOVE. I've never owned a dog. The most I've been around a dog is the few hours I'm over a dog owner's house. So I'm reluctant. I'm broke. But I wanted to at least entertain the idea with my boyfriend, the Man in "Man's Best Friend." Anyways. There's rows of cages of the cutest baby dogs ever, including a wiener dog that stood maybe two inches off the ground he was so tiny. We played with two month old shiba inu and he was the sweetest dog alive. He just nestled his head between Chancellor's shoulder and neck like a baby and I melted inside. UGGGH so cute. I found myself daydreaming over what I would name him and how we would take him to parks and run around. Now I feel like I NEED this dog. But he's probably gone =(.

The precursor to this story: stumbling upon the foulest place in Baltimore. We knew we wanted to go see puppies and already knew of two options. I googled and found another place, that had a great review, saying it had puppies to play with, plenty of fish, pet supplies, and best of all didn't reek. Seeing the address, I knew it wasn't exactly the nicest part of town, but it was midday and only 5 miles from home. A school was across the street, and was letting out the children, for the readers who are like, "OMG so what if it's daytime?!" The area wasn't THAT bad. So we're looking for the store, which was supposed to be by a KMart. No KMart... We found ourselves in front of an unlabeled hole in the brick wall with a steel grate door. The only reason I knew it was the place we were looking for was thanks to peeling number stickers next to the door. We opened the door and got hit in the face with an odor that could only be described as The Black Plague and rodent. The front half of the store held empty cages and tanks, and a rack of tattered books that looked like it had seen 20 years in a waiting room. I thought they were in the middle of them moving out of the place. But one of the two men [making a DRUG DEAL (I bet)] looked up and said hello. We walk to the back and look at tanks that reeked and held foggy green water and only about 5 fish that looked like they were caught in the Harbor. We politely walked through then ran the hell out of there.