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You’ve been dreaming of waggly tails and puppy breath on your face for weeks, and finally you can no longer
contain yourself. You bolt upright in bed one morning and declare, “I want a puppy!”

You leap from your bed and tiptoe over to your laptop and flip it open. As your fingers soar over the keys
typing “breeders of Labrador Retrievers,” your palms sweat and you recoil, tucking your hands behind your
back. Wait! A pang of conscience squirms up your backbone as you whisper, “I have to watch for puppy mills!”

Your words quiver with the gravity of a dance with danger.

You slam your computer closed, slip into your blue bathrobe and leather slippers, and head to the coffee maker. A cup of strong joe should jolt you back to reality, causing you to reconsider this emotional Mount Everest you’ve just gazed upon. Surely the remnants of that dream you had of rolling on the grass in your front yardwith your soft, chubby little eight-week-old Fido will fade away into thoughts of your upcoming day.

The first sip of fresh ground roasted goodness roars through your blood veins. You close your eyes and sigh. As you cradle your warm mug between your palms, eyes growing wide as you stare out your kitchen window, the implications of “new puppy” slam the gears from the left side of your brain to the right.

Am I ready to be awakened at midnight to the whimpers of “Mr. Poops A Lot”? Am I prepared to plunge into housebreaking and puppy proofing the house? Learn how this story ends in the pages of

Insider Secrets to Adopting the Right Dog
A breeder’s guide to finding the perfect purebred or rescue dog for your family