Unless you count a hermit crab, I didn't grow up with pets. I'm allergic to cats, which as a single girl in my late 20's, I now find that to be a good thing -- I will never become the spinster with a cat. (Yet there is no guarantee I won't become a plain old spinster, without a cat.) So cats were not allowed in our house and my mom isn't a huge fan of dogs. Hence, no warm, furry, cute pets for us. As a small child this made me sad, but as I got older I was totally ok with it. I think I realized that I didn't really enjoy animals all that much.
And then I met Sullivan. She is definitely my favorite animal. Ever. I mean, look at that face! And she's so soft! And loveable!
I lived my HLP for 6 months last summer/fall, and Sullivan and I spent a lot of time together. I was a stay at home person, writing my thesis for graduate school and then searching for a job. We went on walks just about every day. I think its safe to say that the love is mutual. I asked Courtney if I could have Sullivan if she died. Some find that morbid, I find it smart to think ahead. Courtney didn't really answer me the first two times I asked, but being the persistent one that I am, she agreed on the third try. Yay!
So, now I have a goddog. AND she's coming to Charleston today! Wa-hoo! Court and I have taken her to the beach before in the winter and its always awesome. Saturday we're taking her and it will actually be warm. Can't wait!
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