When I was little I loved animals. Although most children have pets,
I could not convince my parents into allowing me to have one until my pre teens.
I could not have been happier the day my family went to the pound and I picked
out my dog Skippy. Skippy loved to run and he was loyal to me and I will never
forget the day I lost him.
My mom and I would take Skippy for a run after school some times. We
drove down Parker Rd. to an undeveloped neighborhood with a street that
resembled a quarter mile race track. As we neared the ghostly street my dog
would pace frantically almost…
