The week before Halloween I called my aunt to try to get a hold of my mother. My aunt had some exciting news that she wanted to toss around with me. She had gone to her local dog shelter in northern Michigan and she saw two very little Doxie puppies, one boy and one girl. The boy was long haired and the girl was short haired. She told me that I would just love these dogs because she knows how I feel about little dogs. My aunt was excited and we talked about her getting me these two puppies for my college graduation present. We talked it over and I agreed. The next day she got the puppies and brought them home with her, she sent me email pictures and asked me to come up with a name for them. After much consideration I came up with the names Mack and Molly.
Over the next 2 and 1/2 months she crate trained and potty trained the two puppies for me. She continued to send me pictures and updates often. In January I flew to Michigan to meet my dogs and to take them home with me. Upon ariving Mack and I connected immediatly, Molly and I did not fair to well with each other. I spent a week at my aunts house with the dogs. Durring this time we all noticed that Molly and Mack were no longer getting along. My aunt and I made the tough decision for me to only take Mack and for her to keep Molly.
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