Growing up, I always wanted a dog. Probably because most of my friends had them, my favorite TV families had them, and it just seemed normal, and American, to have a pooch（杂种狗） in the house.My Dad is very clean. Not just clean, I might say more Danny Tanner-ish in his habits. As in, he hoses down（用水管浇） the backyard, and front walkway, and even gets halfway1 down the street, just for fun, until we have to yell, Dad, youre wasting water! You cant hose down the world! Then he sTOPs, and comes inside, and starts the very important task of scrubbing（洗涤） the fingerprint2 smudges off the walls.So, no dog. When I was eight, we moved across town to a larger house, with a pool, in a safer neighborhood, in a gated community. With a large yard. I was very against moving. Why, I cried, were we picking up and deserting everything and everyone we knew and loved! Our old house was great, we had an avocado tree, it was on a super steep hill, what more could you want! Well, in order to calm me down, I guess, my parents told me that we could get a dog when we moved to the new, barren（贫瘠的） home. I was sold. I quickly shut my trap.I feel it was serendipitous3（偶然发现的） that we didnt get a dog after the move. My parents said that I would never walk it, which I vehemently4 denied, but which was probably true. And saying we would get a dog and not following through was pretty much the onLY thing my parents ever promised that didnt happen in my life so far. I guilted them about it for a few years, sobbing5 on holidays when I said the only thing I want is a dog and refused presents. Then snuck them into my room on the sly.I am in my twenties now, and our new roommate just moved in. She has a dog. A West Highland6 Terrier, or Westie, as they are known. He is fluffy7, but not too fluffy, small, but not too small, white, but not too white. He is perfect.I dont even believe in perfection really, but this dog is perfect for ME. Its the dog I always dreamt of having, and it loves me as I knew a dog would. It follows me into the bathroom when I shower. At first we would scare each other, I was not used to having a non-human, living thing with a beating heart following me around and it would surprise me around corners.Slowly, we got used to each other. Now I can tell when the dog needs to go out, or when he just sees a few birds in our yard. I give the doggie water, I walk him, and I teach him boundaries. My boyfriend was impressed when I taught him how to lie in his bed while the humans are eating, so as not to bother us. I cant believe he listens to you. As Cesar Millan would say, I am the Alpha Dog.In some ways, I am glad I have wait until this age to have a dog around. I dont take him for granted. I am happy every morning when I wake up and hear his little nails clicking across the floor. We are a good match. I can see how a dog is not for everyone. They are very needy8 and require a lot of attention and affection and structure.Now my parents are 百度竞价推广i-retired but my Dad travels a lot for work. Hes off to Luxembourg, Mexico, or the Turks and Caicosplay every month. I ask my Mom if she would like a dog to keep her company. She says no, she has a stepdog now and she can visit it whenever she wants.And yes, my furry9 friend will go with me wherever I want to go and whenever, he is very accomodating like that.
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