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Oh man, the first dog I ever got for myself was a rescue at around 2 years old so we didn't get much of a puppy phase. I was thinking "I remember my parents' dogs chewing things up for years before they settled down, I guess it just seemed that way because I was young."

Then we got a six month old rescue and holy shit, he's a menace. A very cute and sweet one, luckily for him, but also smart, stubborn, and playful, which is dangerous combo. Thankfully he's improved a lot over the past year or so and we've learned how to not give him attention when he's being bad. It's really satisfying to see him learn and grow and start to chill out, but by God I don't know if I'll ever get another puppy. Still love him to bits, though. Great napping buddy.