When I Got My First Dog

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My first dog I could feel soft fluffy fur running through my fingers as I was petting little husky puppy’s when I went to Wisconsin to get my very first dog. On February 27, 2009 I had barley turned nine years old, I had told my dad I wanted a white fluffy puppy for my birthday. He said he’ll think about it. Then a few months later he surprised me and said we were going to Wisconsin to get my very first dog, I was so excited I could die. It took us one night and two days to get there but it felt like ten years. The entire ride there my brothers, sister and I were thinking of a name for the dog. We decided to get a male dog. My little brother came up with a name that we all liked. He shouted out ‘’ROCKY!!’’ ‘’WHAT ABOUT ROCKY!’’ he said. We all agreed on it. By the time we got there we were done picking names. As I opened the door softly and creaked as I got out seeing a wide open area. It was empty, until these little cute puppies’ that looked like there were white pieces of chunks of snow on the ground came out under a wagon. They were all so cute, I was petting all of them and I noticed that there was one little small one under the white yellowish wagon were all the other ones came out I think he was shy because he was scared of my brother because he was so tall. I kneeled down and called the little shy one towards me, waving his tail like a very fast fan I think he looked happy. While I was petting him I told my dad I wanted him because he was shy until I called him out. So we did. While my dad was signing papers with the owner we went around back where there were even bigger dogs which I think were the little puppy’s moms and dads. When my dad was done we headed home. During our ride home we stopped to the closest pet-co to get some dog food. The dog was sleeping the whole time, me and my brother stayed in the car to watch the dog just in case something
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