I’ve been thinking about dogs again — something I honestly didn’t expect to happen this soon. If you’ve ever loved a dog deeply, you know how complicated that feeling can be. I used to have a dog — a puggle — who passed away a little over two years ago. I had him from the time he was about eight weeks old. When I was around eleven when my parents decided they wanted a puggle, so we drove out to pick one up. While we were there, I started playing with the other puppies. One of them — the runt — was so stinking adorable I couldn’t stand it. I…