Our first family dog was a black Cocker Spaniel named Bridget. We gave her that name because it struck us as a posh name befitting such a bougie dog breed. She was a sweet little dog who, for the most part, would go with the flow. She was also every bit the spoiled princess. At no point was this more apparent than when we attempted to take her on a walk. While most dogs make a beeline for the...
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