So, one of the things I always dreamed I'd do when I got my own place and a job, and got all grown up, was to get a dog. MY dog. MY own dog.

I figured I'd get one from the pound. A small one - not too small. A tough one. A smart one. I'd take it everywhere and it could follow along behind when i ride my horse. A constant companion to throw in the back of my ute, feed my scraps to, and use as motivation to walk more.

Well, the time is almost here! Our first 3 month inspection happens in 2 weeks, and all going well, I should be able to get my dog then! I have my eye on one... a little neglected guy, who's been following my horse when I got riding. I know his owner, and they are so apathetic about him, they couldn't care less if I took him.

Stay tuned....