I am really quite disappointed in my sister and her boyfriend. First it was the fact that they decided to try and adopt ANOTHER dog. Seeing as how they can't take their first one back from my mother and I because of stupid reasons. -.-

They had adopted a 4 year old, underweight, pitbull. He had one little problem with possession, that was it. My sister was an idiot and got bit for being stupid. Tried to get him in a crate using a blanket, laid it half in half out, so he laid on it just like that. She tried to pull it in and he thought she was going to take it so he bit her. He didn't know any better.

Nonetheless, when I met him, I was the only one he actually walked up to, jumped up on and then cuddled without being told anything. I was the first person he jumped on so to me that says a lot. Yeah, he may not have been the cutest, but he's a pitbull they have huge heads and then when they smile it's so adorable!

Anyway, the reason why I'm disappointed is because they brought him back to the ASPCA because my sister's afraid of him because he's a big dog. Fucking little dog people. >.> I really wish we could've traded dogs, I would've really adored to of had him. =/ Sometimes it sucks not having your own place and not being able to get big things such as a dog. =/