A New Dog

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It's all a blur now, but I remeber my my mother waking me me up Christmas morning and carrying me into the living room and telling me to greet my new pup, Rooney.

He was still small, his fur was soft and white, his eyes a dark blue.

I immediately ran over and grabbed it, too small to pick it up but big enough to grab on to him and hug him.

He barked and I jumped back, his bark was loud for a new puppy.

I still never looked away from those marble like eyes of course.

I slipped on his collar with the help of my big brother, he'd been moving out soon and I'd be the only kid in the house. A lonely life.

I named him Rooney, it was the first thing that came to mind when I was asked to name him.

I could tell we were gonna be great friends.

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