I fought with the title of this post.  I thought about calling it, “I See Dead Owners” or “I See Dead Parents.”  Let me explain.  The Wifesy and I did something extremely impulsive.  We saw this pic on facebook:     And then we immediately ran out and adopted the little thing.  It’s like our vaggy, lady, raise-something, parts were immediately attracted to it.  Okay to him.  I say “it,” so you can understand that I have a healthy relationship with dogs.  I do not think of “it” / “him” as my child.   Okay, I do.  A little bit.   I’m not going to enroll him in a magnate school or anything, not that he couldn’t get it, after all he’s smart as…