My boyfriend constantly denies me the desire to have a third dog.

Correction.

I can desire, whine, be illogical all I want, but he denies taking me to the shelter and getting a third dog. I can't help it. I'm so happy and satisfied...and well broke from having the girls but everytime I see someone selling or giving away a young puppy on facebook, my heart cries a little. I keep thinking, I've already gone through two puppy stages, one after another, at this point I should be a pro if I went through another one.

But it's not fair to my boyfriend who also puts time and money into our dogs. Not fair for me, for me and for the girls. I would simply not be able to give them enough attention. I already spent 2-3 hours a week trying to groom Willow, and Fred is still a young hyper puppy.

Just last week , Willow who is now 1 years old and completely house trained...well had two accidents one after the other( #2) right in the living room.

Ultimately the question is...do I really need to pick up that much crap...NO