Looking for a 2nd dog has turned into some kind of heartbreaking combination of both apartment hunting and dating.

There’s the crazy overpriced dog that’s going to need a ton of vet work and a year of training, there’s the super cute puppy 40 people want and you’re 3 hours away so there’s just no way you’ll get there in time, and then there’s the rescue dog that started this whole mess, that was perfect and rolled sweetly in the grass with Gremlin for 20 min and then went to somebody else.