After Goldie, our last dog, died years ago, it didn't look like my parents would ever get a replacement. So Jesse and I were thrilled when my mom mentioned that she wanted a dog for her Christmas present this year. We went to the St. Petersburg SPCA on Friday and came home with Sarge - a 30-pound, 9-month-old pit bull terrier. We had planned to name our future dog Mubu, but because Sarge was my grandpa's knick name, and because Sarge really looked like a Sarge, we kept it. Outside of a bit of chewing, he's really well behaved and everyone's having a great time getting to know him.
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