My dog is literally my baby. When I was younger around 12/13 my brother bought a dog. After "talking" with owner my brother had brought the puppy home, it wasn't until a few days later that my brother recognized odd behavior..the reason this dog was being so needy was because he was two weeks younger than the owner said he was. My brother imminently knew that this dog would be too difficult to take care of on his own, that was when I knew he would be mine. I told my brother I would take care of him and raise him, and I did just that! My dog would make me so happy when I would come home from school and all my friends thought he was so cute. The dog still lives with me and is now 2 years old and I love him so much! That's the story of my dog.