I wanted a St. Bernard, but my grandma wouldn't let me get it. It was so cute, but I must say I'm glad I wasn't allowed to get it. I was upset at first, but after having two dogs one third the size of a St. Bernard and knowing how expensive it is to feed them each month, I couldn't imagine owning one. That was a long time ago (over 30 years) and I am glad I wasn't allowed to have one. My daughter wants one and I told her when she had a lot of room for it to run and enough money to be able to afford to feed it, she could get one. Oh, and we lived in town when I wanted one, so it would have been very unfair to the dog.
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