07-19-2010, 08:03 PM
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Join Date: Mar 2010 Location: South Carolina
Posts: 359
| My first childhood pet was a Labrador Retriever name Diamond. I adored her but at the time I was also afraid of her. She was truly my dad's dog after one of his friends gave her to us (it was either that or the shelter). I think she was 2 years old when my dad gave her to a hunting family that could care for her properly. She would be probably in her teens today (if she is still alive).
Next would be Tweety, my (now) grandparent's Chihuahua. My parents had a nasty divorce so my mother and I had to pack and move out. The apartment we found didn't allow pets but it didn't matter anyways because my grandparent's were falling in love with Tweety as they just lost their dog Hershey that they had for about 15 years. I've seen and still do see her everyday for the 7 years she has been with them (she is 9 this year). I've attached some recent pictures of her, that is also her I am holding in my avatar  |
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