I just initiated a $2000 funds transfer to pay for my puppy.

All of the pets in my life have been strays, rescues, or rehomes. My last dog was a German Shepherd Husky mix. Best dog I've ever had in my life. But his past was being locked in a basement all the time by the first owner and let to run too free by the last owner before me. The result was this dog which was so intelligent it was scary but didn't know how to not run wild when outside and would knock you through the doorway to dart outside. Yes, 60 pounds of dog charging you even when you expect will at least move you enough to let him sneak out. Because of this, he could never be outside without being tied down or locked in a fenced area. I could never just have him outside with me. Surprisingly, he never figured out how to jump the fence. I'd even trained him to do "tricks" by hand command. Sit, lie down, around, speak, and so on. He died at my feet next to my bed because he ended up with a liver tumor and refused to show that he was in pain or show any other symptoms until it was too late. The last thing he ever heard from me was me saying "You're a good boy." He made me his world. It's been seven months and it still hurts. In any case, all of my pets where always extremely loyal and loving because either *they* picked me or I gave them a better home and care and all the treats and love (and usually meat) they wanted. But they always had some bad trait or another that I could never break them of. For example, my current cat was half feral when he chose me and feral never leaves a cat completely though he's plenty loving. If I move fast, he goes running. Someone comes to the house, he hides. I can pick him up for maybe a minute and then he's done but if anyone else picks him up, they're bleeding within seconds. And the cat misses the dog too. Since my dog died, the cat has picked up and started doing what the dog would do. Stay by my feet. Sleep in bed with me. Let me know when it's time to get treats or meat (he would never do that before and always has food out). He has tried to fill the space the dog left. But he's lonely. So I'm getting a puppy. A West German Shepherd. One generation removed from Germany. I wanted a puppy I could train from scratch. He (or she) will have papers and registration and will be on pet insurance the whole time he's alive. House breaking is going to be chaos because wood floors turn black with dog pee if left too long. But I'm excited. The breeder has already sent me videos. I can't wait.