*March 1980*
(Y/N) and Andy go to the pound to buy a dog.
Andy's POV:
Me and (Y/N) have been thinking about getting a dog. We really think it would be a nice edition plus a natural protector of the house when we are gone.
We made plans today to meet up at the pound to see if any dogs stand out to us.
We don't want a purebred dog, they seem to be stuck up or arrogant.
(Y/N) was at the studio this morning but we'd meet up at the shelter after she was done.
I got the house dog ready with the basic supplies of water bowl, food, making sure the backyard was ready, etc.
I'm hoping we can get a dog who is a bit older. Not a senior dog, but a dog who is 2-4 years old.
I then left and headed to the pound to meet up with (Y/N).
(Y/N)'s POV:
Today is the day me and Andy are going to adopt a dog. We both feel like its a good idea for natural protection of us and our house. Plus, gives us practice to take care of something other then ourselves and each other.
I got ready to leave the studio when Herb stopped me.
"Don't forget (Y/N) we are doing a A&M artist lunch next week! We would love for you to come and perform," Herb said.
"I'll try and make it Herb depending on my schedule," I told him smiling.
"I hope to see you there," Herb responding walking to Studio C.
I smiled walking out of the building to my car.
I drove to the pound to meet up with Andy.
I pulled up and looked for Andy's car and parked next to him.
We locked eyes and I got out my car. He did the same.
"Hi, darling. How did the studio go?" Andy asked greeting me with a kiss.
"It went ok love. Herb wants me to perform at the A&M artist lunch next week," I said grabbing his hand.
"That sounds fun darling! You should say yes," Andy said while opening the door to the pound.
"Maybe darling. I'm trying to gain confidence in myself with my performing skills," I told him quietly.
"Well let's get our puppy to get your mind off of things," Andy said while squeezing my hand.
We walked in a woman greeted us.
"Hello there! Welcome in! If you would like to see any of the dogs, please come get me. Browse for as long as you'd like," the lady told us.
"Thank you so much," me and Andy said in unison.
Our ears were then filled with dogs barking and collars moving.
There were so many dogs to look at. There were golden retrievers, pugs, beagles, etc.
We walked by and locked eyes with a Shepard Border Collie Cross. I read his information.
"Sam? He's 6 years old. Hmmm," I mumbled to myself.
"What are you saying love?" Andy asked.
"Oh nothing I'm reading Sam's information," I told him with a smile.
I started connecting some dots. Andy in the old world in 1984-86 or so adopted a dog named Sam after his breakup with Victoria. He was 12 years old in the late 80s. This poor pup needed our rescue now and have a full life.
"Excuse me ma'am? Can we see Sam?" Andy asked the lady politely.
"Yes of course you can! What are your names by the way?" the lady, who's name tag read Connie, responded.
"Miss. Connie my name is Andy and this is my fiance (Y/N)," he said sticking his hand out.
"Nice to meet you both! Let's see how Sam reacts with you folks," Connie told us.
We walked into his kennel area and boy was his tail wagging so fast.
"Oh you are so cute," Andy said petting Sam and giving him ear rubs.
"Hi there Sam. Who's a good boy?" I told the pup while he rolled over for belly rubs.
"Do you think he's the one darling?" Andy asked me.
"I don't know love maybe?" I told him petting Sam some more.
"He seems to really like us," Andy said giving me a serious look
"Yes, darling he does seem to like us," I said agreeing.
"Let's make him our own," Andy said motioing for Connie to come in.
"Yes Andy and (Y/N)?" Connie asked.
"We'd like to start the process on adopting Sam," I said.
"Oh this is great! Let's get started," Connie said.
We headed to do the paperwork and we brought Sam home with us that same night.
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