My Personal Favorite Ole German Sheppard

I've a great deal of happy memories of my childhood years. My loved ones shared good times of vacationing and of experiencing our annual winter visit to the mountains for skiing. We discussed every Saturday morning's morning meal together and we even liked to-play games together o-n Friday nights. I really loved my growing up years and I loved being part of my children. My complete favorite memory of youth, but, isn't a memory of my family in any way, it's my memory of my favorite German sheppard dog.

I got my German sheppard as a birthday present on my tenth birthday, so I suppose you could state that the memory is indirectly linked to the family who bought Ruffy (as I named him) for me. I loved that dog. I'd been asking for one since I was in first class, and I guess by the time I was turning five my parents understood that I was serious about wanting a German sheppard and that I probably would not stop asking till they gave me one. So all of my childhood dreams came true your day I made five and came home from school to discover a fresh German sheppard pet waiting simply for me.

My four siblings were not thrilled about the birthday gift my parents had plumped for. Obviously, they'd never received anything greater than a small container of fish and had each asked for an animal before. I felt pretty good in regards to the fact that I was the first one to be given a German sheppard for my birthday, even though I know it was only on account of my nagging that my parents finally melted and agreed. I had been very nice, for one of the most part, about sharing my German sheppard with my sisters and brothers. We spent countless hours that summer having fun with Ruffy, trying to show him new tricks, and needless to say training him when and where you can go to the restroom.

I assume my German sheppard became my companion you might say that no-one else had. I'd some trouble fitting in with all the other children at school and so I quickly became connected to my German sheppard enough that it did not matter what anyone else thought of me because I had Ruffy to get home to at the end of a long time.

Ruffy and I spent another thirteen years getting along good. To get fresh information, please check-out: When it was time for me personally to head off to college, I left my German sheppard in-the care of my mother, who did the perfect job with him. This impressive portfolio has collected witty suggestions for how to mull over it. I have nothing but happy memories of my German sheppard..