A month ago I got a puppy at a kennel and named the cute little guy Cosmo. He was automatically loved by my family (my parents and siblings, and even neighbors and friends). I chose him out of the three puppies that were at 15 weeks, because he was so passive I thought it was adorable. The kennel gave me antibiotics to give to him twice a day after eating which I found odd (and so did my vet), but they assured me he wasn't sick. the first two days all he did was sleep in his little bed and woke...