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Tuesday morning my mother convinced me to go to the local animal services with her, my sister, and my nephew. We trek to the next town and get to the place. As soon as we enter the dog section, I spot him. He was the first cage by the door. He had a brother and they were playing. The names given to them were Jackson and Brandy. We called them over to us and they came and I found them very lovable. We wanted to get more information on them BUT some bitch took their papers that were on the gate. Mind you, you’re not allowed to take the papers until you fill out the pre-application. We go to fill out the pre-application and take our number. Thankfully a volunteer yelled at the woman for taking the dog’s papers without having the pre-application completed. We thought we were in the clear until her number was called before ours. She went to the corner and we could hear her bullshitting the employee. We figured we were out of luck since she said she wanted both of them. But for some reason, when we were called, we finished our pre-application before she was even done. I went to grab my sister from the car so we can see him. As we’re walking back in, the enemy was told they’d contact her shortly. She gave us the only look… and trust us it was given back ten-fold. Some nice older guy took his brother and we ended up with Jackson. That was last Tuesday. I haven’t gotten much sleep lately because I have to take him out every 2-3 hours and my sister is lazy. But I don’t mind… he’s too adorable. I’m sure he was half the size he is right now a week ago. He’s learned to sit, jump, stand, lay down, and sort of fetch. He brings the ball back to me but doesn’t really put it in my hand.. he just drops it and soaks in all the praise he gets.