When I was a kid Grandma allowed me to finally get a dog. I always really wanted my own pet and after Grandpa Hall passed away she realized that a boy needs a dog. This was my first dog, his name was Rocky and he really was a good dog, he just like to run when he got loose from his tie up, but he always seemed to make it home eventually.
I had him for a few years, even after Grandma Hall passed I took him with me when I moved into Dad and Jeans. He lived with us for about a year, then he mysteriously kind of disappeared. I don't know if something happened to him or if he got hit by a car, or even found a new family. He just was never around anymore.
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