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A Dog’s First Bone

Do you remember your favorite gift? It could have been from Christmas, or a birthday maybe. I remember my favorite gift. It was my very first doggy bone. I got it from my mother. I was just a puppy then. Momma Spot wrapped a red bow at the end of it. To this day, I have never had a bone that tasted so good. I chewed it all day and I played with it all night. Before bed I would bury it right underneath me. Me and that bone were always together. It wasn’t until I grew up a little bit before I stopped being so attached to it. I ended up moving away and since I was so caught up in the business I wanted to run, I forgot to take my bone with me. It was kind of like losing a best friend in way. I was hurt by it. If that’s a little exaggerated than it’s kind of how Snoopy’s friend, Linus, wouldn’t want to be without his blanket. Picture a camera with no flash or a pen with no ink. I felt incomplete for a while. I was sad. I’m over it now, though. So, I’m curious to know, what kind of gifts have you ever been attached to? Leave me a reply as a comment here or my Myspace page, www.myspace.com/spotya , or even on Facebook www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1281485154

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