Every since I was a little kid, I always wanted a dog. Heck, there was a time when I was like 4 that I walked a toy dog (weird huh)! But at that time, I had parakeets, hamsters, and Siamese fighting fish (or betta for short). Sadly, we weren't able to have dogs back where we used to live apparently
But then when we moved (for the 3rd time) and I became 8, I finally had a dog of my very own, and it's a well-known breed too. A chihuahua. I decided to name him Chester, though my older brother wanted to name him Snowball from what I remember. I mean then again, he is kind of the first thing he saw when my older brother and dad chose him.
Unfortunately, we were never able to train him. But trained or not, he is a great member of the family and we all love him. Losing him would be like losing one of my siblings.
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