Now I’m trying to think of mine. Maybe it was the day we got our dog. Blue, you don’t even know. We got him when he was like nine weeks old, and I almost died because he was so freaking cute. We have these family friends in Alabama, and their dog had a whole litter of babies. I was like ten at the time. Anyway, we drove to Alabama right after they were born, and they were these tiny squeaky beans, so precious and cute. So we picked our favorite little pupper, and he was such a mush. But he was too little to come home with us yet, so we went back to get him a few weeks later. And that whole
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