My childhood pet was Shadow, a wonderful Dachshund that came into my life in 1994, and suddenly left it in 1999. Shadow was my best friend, and I miss her dearly, I remember the day she died very clearly, I was in 9th grade and I lost my very best friend… just before I lost most of everything I held dear. Shadow had several puppies, and my Great Uncle Henry has the only one I know of that is still alive… and at 12 years old Minnie is a mirror for me of what her mother may have looked like had she survived. Minnie is a lot like her mother was, and I can still remember the day she was born, being with her carries me back to shadow, and I feel close to her anytime I am near her daughter.
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