One day, we decided to get a dog.
So, we began visiting shelters to see if we could find the “perfect” dog.
We went to a number of shelters and found one my wife wanted.
The people who run the shelter said she had delivered a litter of puppies.
After the delivery, her owner sent her out into the streets.
The police found her very hungry and dehydrated.
It took the shelter two months to restore her to full health.
The moment my wife laid eyes on her, it was love at first sight.
She instantly named the dog “Happy” because she knew this dog would make her happy.
“Happy” has been a daily source of joy in our lives.
So, as usual, my wife’s instincts were correct in choosing her and naming her “Happy.”
“Happy” has all the good qualities of a dog: loyalty, affection and friendliness to everyone.
“Happy” has earned her name many times over!
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