People cope with loss and change in different ways. Some would stay in bed. Some would go on journeys for self-discovery. I'd normally binge on my favorite food 🍫 , watch a bunch of anime shows online, or shop online 🛍️ with absolutely no restraint. Nope. I agreed to go with the most unideal, impractical, and downright dumbest way to get through the loss of my grandmother. J and I got two new puppies. Not one. Two. Having two adult reactive dogs that had history of fighting and lashing at each other, I was so fearful of having another problematic dog that I wanted a second puppy to fulfill their socialization needs. I realized it was a stupid and ignorant assumption, and have beaten myself up for it multiple . . .