But it was not to be. I am now inarguably in my late twenties. Getting later. Which is fine. And I have no pets. Which is also fine. And I married a man who dislikes dogs. That is ok because I'm not the biggest fan of dogs. So long as they don't try and lick me. I hate that.
The imagined ownership of two dogs and two cats was nothing more than whimsy. Especially coupled with the names I chose.
Dog #1: Picture a tiny but loud dog. This dogs name is:
Dog #2: Picture a giant, possibly scary-looking but secretly nice and lovable dog that does not drool or lick me. This dogs name is:
Sir Snufflepuff (and no this is not in anyway connected with Hufflepuff House).
Cat #1: Picture a cat. This cat's name is:
Cat #2: Picture another cat. This cat's name is:
At this point in life, I have used 1 of 4 names. I named my wireless network Confucius. At some point I hope to use up the other names. Stay tuned. And if you for some reason want to use these names because of how amazing and awesome they are, I won't hate you.