I remember the day spot came into my life. I was turning 10 years old and my mom finally decided to let me have my first pet. We went to the local animal shelter and saw lots of different breeds.
I chose the prettiest and most playful dog they had to offer. I loved that he was a puppy so we could grow up together. I had to promise to take extremely good care of him.
I named him Spot and took him everywhere with me, including to my class for show and tell at school. All my peers adored him as well. He played with balls and frisbees at recess before we went home.
Each day Spot would lick my face to wake me up in the morning. Whenever I ate breakfast I'd let him have some of my food. Oh how I love my dog and can't wait for him to someday have puppies of his own.
