A dear friend of mine called me up the other day and said she didn't know what to do about her dog. Only, her problem had nothing to do with the pooch threatening the mailman, excavating the yard or enjoying the neighbor's petunias for his midday snack.

"I have three choices," she said. "The breeder. My best friend. Or you."

She was talking about to whom she would entrust the responsibility of the continual care and feeding of her dog should something happen ...

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