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Dinner at the steakhouse in Salisbury with Daniel, Mom, and Dad was surprisingly delightful. It felt like we’d turned a corner, like maybe my parents would be a part of my life in a more significant way.
When we got back to our house, Mom said, “It’s such a pretty night. Anyone up for a stroll?” Mayhem and Taco almost took her off her feet in their enthusiasm while we humans slipped on jackets and moved more calmly toward the door. As we walked, we talked about dogs since Mayhem and Taco were particularly insistent on sniffing and tripping us all up by wrapping us in their leashes again and again.
It turned out my parents were looking for a dog. “One that is small and that we can train to travel,” Dad said. “And that likes to lie around with other dogs.”
At first, I tried to talk th
