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August 10th 2006 12:04 pm
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My dog, Spunky, is my baby. We got him when he was six weeks. Now he is 2 years old. Almost two years ago my family had a house fire and I don't think that we would have gotten out of the house without major smoke inhalation if it wasn't for him. That day I had decided to come home early from basketball practice because I wasn't feeling good. So I went and laid down on the couch. My Spunky was being good, so I gave him a treat. Then he laid down with me and I started to get tired. Then Spunky started barking like he always does and I tried to shush him up. But he wouldn't and I started smelling something. It smelled like a burnt pizza, so I thought my brothers were making pizza and thought they would come and get the pizza when it was ready. But Spunky wouldn't be quiet and my brothers weren't coming to get the pizza, so I went to turn off the stove and saw some fire starting in my bedroom which was right by the kitchen. I ran and got my brothers who I found out later were sleeping and called 911.Then I picked up Spunky and my brother picked up my other dog, Karter. Then we called our parents who were at work at that time from our neighbors house phone. The fire was actually caused by a heater. We were lucky that day. Everybody says that I was the hero, but no I wasn't. We still are renting a house until we build our house back up. I have been so close to Spunky since then. He is my baby. This is a special Tail of Devotion
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June 7th 2005 2:07 pm
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Well I really don't have a dog as a son I have my stuffed animal that is actually tigger! I call him Koko Junior because my bestest friend is Koko!
Well you should listen to him! He calls me names alot! So when that happens i bite his head! I just think I am young to have a son to take care of! Well I'm Going to go eat! Talk To You Later!
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