Growing up, beagles have always been my favorite breed of dog. I decided to ask if I could have a dog when I finally had a job. The people I lived with said yes.
My boyfriend and I brought him home and I loved him. He licked my face, my daughter held him. Milo and I would go on long walks and play fetch.
I was absolutely in love, everyone else not so much. Milo kept barking like crazy and having accidents.
The neighbors who are snobs, kept complaining about him when there are 3 beagles across the street who bark as well. Unfortunately, I had to give him to a new owner.
It was not my choice, but I promise I will get a new puppy when I graduate college and buy my own house.