How can Barkley, a sweet springer spaniel, belong to an arrogant guy like Jack, who laughs whenever one of our dogs at Perfect Paws has literally dragged me through the dirt? Plus he's dating Megan-the-Mega-Snob! I'm not sure why that gets to me--it's not like I like Jack, despite his surprising smile and the way he is with dogs. Sigh.
How do I know so much about puppies and so little about love?