Day Two

Your first love

Becky, don't read this.

My first love was a dog named Major. He was a German Shepherd, and I was five years old. He was quite simply the most beautiful creature to walk the face of the earth. (Yes, he was even more beautiful than Ryan Reynolds.) He was the first dog my family had during my lifetime. We lived in North Carolina at the time. I don't remember how we came to be owned by him, but we also had two cats at the time: Sheba, a seal point Siamese; and George, a white...