I came out of my apartment this morning to find a very
good boy waiting for me. Given the way he seemed really happy to see me, I'm pretty sure it's the same wolf dog I encountered in Spain and that saved my butt.
So I guess I'm a dog owner now. Actually, given how he's currently taken over my sofa, maybe he owns me?
I need to get dog stuff.
Also...I can't think of a good name. I tried calling him "Buddy", but the look he gave me was unimpressed. I've never had a pet before. Any suggestions?