My wife and I have always wanted a puppy, but neither of us were allowed to when we were growing up. Our parents aren’t huge fans of pets. Now that we’re married and off on our own, we decided it was finally time to adopt. We drove to our local shelter and met a 3 month old terrier mix puppy in need of a home. The folks at the shelter named him Murphy, but we thought Tuna Fishman would be more fitting. He’s scrappy, and he can be a handful at times, but he’s a ton of fun.
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