Who says they don’t? I know lots of people who do, my neighbors included. My parents, rather late in life had a dog, because he wandered into their yard on the day of Shloshim for my grandmother (who had lived with us and taken care of us for almost 30 years) O”H, which would also have been her birthday. My parents were as far from being dog owners as I would be from having a pet monkey (to quote another poster), but Max would not leave their yard, and he was incredibly adorable,loving, and fiercely protective of our family, especially my mom O”H. We like to think my Bubby sent him to us.
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