My first pet

Did I ever tell you all about my pet? 

I got my dog from my cousin, we named him “fox”. His breed was half ChowChow half German shepherd with grey fur. Fox was my first pet, I got him when I was 11years old and I was very excited about it, he was my very first “big responsibility”. I had to pick his poop, feed him and take him out for walks. He grew up really quick so it turned out in him taking me out for a walk.

He stayed on our backyard, we got him a doghouse and some toys to play with, when the rain was hard, we used to let him in the house so he would not get wet.

After watching us opening doors he figured out himself how to and used it against us when we were sleeping, he would sneak in the living room and start barking late at night.

We taught him a few tricks, like sitting and handshaking but that’s about it.

Years later my brother came home and told me he was taking him to his house away from the city.

Months later I got a call, he got victim of a hit and run accident and my brother buried him in his backyard with a small thumb.