Dogs

It was my eighth birthday and it had been a pretty normal one so far. We go to Grandma's and have a party and cake. I am getting all my presents and for the most part they are normal eight year old presents. Well my aunt says wait there is one more. She then brings down a chocolate lab puppy. This was a complete surprise to my parents, especially my mom. She is scared of dogs. She jumps on to the counter and screams but it was too late, I already latched onto the dog. I loved that dog named Missy. By the time she was one she was bigger than I was. She would drag me through the snow and we played all the time. She was also a very smart dog and managed to get out of her cage many times. One of these times she never returned. This was the first time I lost something really close to my heart. She was two and I was ten when she ran away. I cried myself to sleep for the next couple of months. We later got another dog which was a black lab which we named Princess. She was a calm and peaceful dog. She almost never barked. We soon grew to love her. She would play with us and just like Missy lay down and let us rest our heads on her stomach. I was at school when I was checked out for no apparent reason. My dad took me back to our house where our dog Princess was laying down dying. She had a stroke and we had to put her to sleep. Again I lost something close to my heart and cried myself to sleep for the next couple of months.