Plato came into my life two years ago, when Nick moved into my house. His very large presence was a major disruption to my two cats and two dogs, but eventually everyone got along...except for Ted...but Ted's a little Napoleon.
Plato, whom we called the Sausage Roll because his fat rolls would flop when he ran, made me realize just how amazing Yellow Labs were. I had always been a staunch German Shepherd girl, but those floppy ears and big dopey grin won my heart.
Two dogs in a matter of months. My heart is broken.