My happiest childhood memory is when my parents took me to the animal shelter to pick out my first dog. Also when we were at my cottage during the summer and my mom and aunt went out for lunch one day and came home with two puppies from a farm litter (one for me and one for my cousin).
The sadest memory was when my sister was 3 years old (i was 14) she developed allergies to the dogs and we had to give them away to a nice family
But now that I'm living on my own I finally have my two Yorkies (Bella and Ruby)
