Nick and I dogsat for our friends this week. Speaking as someone who likes bad pets more than most good people, Tully is basically the perfect dog. Loving, emotive, quiet, enthusiastic.
We "can't" get a dog. I'm in a three-cat-living-situation as it is, Nick's roommate is allergic to all things of this earth, we might move after he finishes his grad program, etc. There are always a million practical reasons not to do something awesome. Worst.