First of all, just let me say....
I am not a DOG person!! I don't like them, don't want one.
That being said, I am choosing DOG as my entry this week for ABC WEDNESDAY
See, there was this one DOG that was special to our family. His name was Smokey. My son claimed him but we all became attached to him. Michael was about 7 or 8 years old when our DOG, Queenie, had two little male puppies. Here is Michael with tiny Smokey and big sister, Shirley, has Albert in her arms.
When we moved from California back east we couldn't bring but one on the long journey. So, Smokey made the cross-country trip with us.
He loved to play with the children.
And, with other dogs.
He and Michael would wander all over our farm, climbing hills. Michael was in high school when it came time to lay Smokey to rest.
He'd been with us for a long, long time. Doesn't he have the sweetest face?
Yeah, I don't like DOGS. But, I sure do miss Smokey.