Doggy Dreams
"Lizzy, do you remember your first dog?" My aunt asked me while deciding whether to get her daughter a dog or not. "Oh, you mean Sparky?" I asked my aunt while helping her clean the dishes. "Yea, that one." Then my mind suddenly went back to my five year old self with missing front teeth and pigtails in my hair. "Mommy, look! Mommy!" I said pointing to the dog inside the shelter. "Look how cute he is! I just want to pet him!" I said pigtails bouncing. "Well," My mom said. "Why don't you go introduce yourself?" she asked me. "Okay!" I said running over to go see him. He had golden fur with big brown eyes that melt your heart. He was small, about the size of my moms hand. "Hey boy," I said to the dog. "How are you?" I asked him. He put his paws over his eyes. "Aww, are you shy?" I asked him in my squeaky voice. He squealed. "Mommy! Can we keep him?" I asked her wit...