Even though dog hair can be a pain in the butt to try and avoid getting all over your clothes, to some people it can be their security blanket. If you have had a dog all your life, even before you were born, there is a good chance that you might feel this way. Most of the time, as in my case, you would never think that you could ever miss something so annoying so much until after you lose the source of all this hair, your beloved canine. I learned this the hard way.
             Before I was born, my parents decided to get a dog to see if they could handle the challenge of raising a puppy before they raised a kid. If they could do that then they were going to have kids. On Valentine's Day '85, Dad handed his Valentine's Day present to my mother, a 40 pound bag of puppy chow. "What is this for Michael?", she asked him with an extremely confused look on her face.
             "Well, we're gonna go for a ride Rose. What do you say about that?", he replied mischievously.
             "Michael, you didn't? Did you?", mom asked him with tears in her eyes. He just shook his head. With that they set out to the dog farm to pick out their first kid. My parents, somewhere in the plan to get a puppy, made up this plan; the dog had to pick you out before you chose the puppy that you were going to take home. This rule has stayed with them since then and my brother, Nick and I will use it to find our own pets in the future. Well, once they got to the farm, Mom and Dad went inside to meet the breeder. They told him that they were the couple that had called about the female pointer puppies. The breeder told them that the only two females left were in the pen outside. When Mom and Dad went out in back to meet the two puppies, one of them could careless that there were new people in the pen. However, the other puppy instantly clicked on the charm for my mom and started to follow her around the pen. We say that Tia picked my...