Today we had a very easy prompt, Puppy Love. The first dog that I remember we had as a family was Pete. When my Grandpa Dapper came to visit in late summer 1982, he told my mom and dad that kids need a dog. He and my mom went down to the pound… And here came Pete.
He didn’t have favorites, he loved us all the same. He hated squirrels and the mail carriers. He loved spaghetti sauce and snow. He was hit by a car the first winter we had him.
We all really did love him. He was a good dog.
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