Back In The Day

"Hey Rudie!" I look at my big and gold boxer dog whom is like about one hundred and ninety pounds. He's a big and hyper dog who loves to be cared for and touched and petted.

Rudie was my old dogs pup. Rosie. Rosie was my first dog I ever had. She looked like a tiger. She was so beautiful. I loved her so much. But on February a week after her birthday she past away. She was not doing so well. She was really sick. She got like three different deceases in like one month. Then the day came that she had to go. I really miss her company.

I sat down on the little step that leads out toward the back yard. Rudie came at me and started to lick me.

"No Rudie. Don't lick me," I told him pushing him away from my face.

He sat down in front of me. I remember when his mom Rosie would do the same thing. He sat in front of me and I started to pet him with grace.

I started to scratch him really fast on his neck and he started to love it. It was so cute. It really reminded me of how his mom used to do it.

I finished up with petting him because my hands started to get really dirty. I said, "Good night Rudie," and walked inside to wash my hands like I did with his mom too.

Now I am learning to love Rudie as much as I loved Rosie.