poinponed

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Sadly, I am not getting the pup. The tale is long and uninteresting, but the short version is that with regard to her breeder, I've reached a critical mass of distrust. It peaked two nights ago when she told me I couldn't have the pup I wanted, but I could have this other, better pup desperately wanted by a sweet little old couple from Kansas City. I said no. Miraculously, my pup became available again. I said no again.

Look, kids, it's John's First Law in action! ("If you willingly associate with someone of established poor character, you deserve what happens next.") Any time I go against this personal prime directive, I live to regret it.

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