PETS!

We have had many pets in our family over the years. For about 12 years we have been living on a 25 acre property, perfect for dogs and cats. Seeing as how I have been talking all about myself in most of these blog posts I have decided to make it easier and keep on doing the same thing. (Apologies to any misspellings I'm writing this from my iPod.)
I'm now going to talk about the dogs of our family. The first dog I remember us having was a shaggy big black dog. His name was Charlie and he was amazing. He was a bit racist I will admit, he only allowed black dogs willingly onto our property. But he was great. He was really nice to us kids (I guess after ten kids he got used to us) and he always scared away the big mean doggies. Charlie also didn't mind our cats which was great ( we had about 15 at the time, they lived in the barn). Sadly Charlie died at 13 on thanksgiving day... depressing right...
A year or two before Charlie died we got two little puppies, girls the brown one we called Princess, the black Buttercup, we liked the Princess Bride. They were great, Princess died at a fairly young age, but Buttercup died (my siblings will probably correct me if I'm wrong) a year ago. She could still hop the fence, but you can't live forever. This dog timeline is getting a little crazy.
About 6 or 7 years ago we got a beautiful but crazy dog from a friend of ours named... Uh oh, I'm pretty sure her name was Mandy, this is bad. I guess I didn't care for my dogs enough to remember their names... depressing yet again. She died 3 to 4 years ago.
Then we got this dog from a friend of ours, we named her Daisy. Now, this us also around the time that Rocky showed up. He decided he liked Daisy, the food we gave him, but he didn't like collars, my Dad knows that for a fact... We soon had puppies, my mom is not much of a dog liver so we got rid of all of them except one. Today the puppy, Buddy by name, lives in our backyard, after his mother killed our goat we thought it was time... dramatic pause... Rocky is still here too, apparently after 3 or so years of a dog living at your house it is legally yours.
That was way longer than I thought it would be and I didn't go over everything. I pretty much just told you the acquiring of the dogs and the death of the dogs... whatevs. There are only two more dogs to talk about, one is my second to the youngest brother who for a while, maybe till he was 5, pretended to be a dog. And now my youngest brother does the same thing. He's 7 and sometimes he'll snuggle up to you and whine like a dog (yes, he is the baby of the family). So that is all I have to say about dogs for now.
A.M.D