I'm starting with the family pet I first encountered. As a kid, I was told that we couldn't have pets because my sisters were allergic to cat and dog fur. "Can we get rid of my sisters and get a dog instead?" was my alleged response. I'm not sure why my parents agreed to keeping Princess for part of a year. Her owner, the Deviches, were moving to Duluth. We had this beautiful Dalmation for a short time, but I fell in love with her!
A dog's love is unconditional. She was always up for a hug, a walk, or a slobbery kiss. I'll never forget the time I was walking her on Aldrich and some older kids started teasing me and being mean. She went from perfect pup to snarling protector in a trice! They didn't bother me anymore.
My other favorite Princess story is how we fed her. My mom thought it was criminal to pay money for dog food when there were so many starving humans in the world. Since my aunt was principal of Anunciation School, she would bring home the food that kids didn't eat at lunchtime. She brought us LOTS of PBJs and other stuff from kids' home-packed lunch. None of us kids were thrilled about eating recycled lunches, so my mom fed it to Princess. After a few weeks of eating leftover sandwiches, she was getting a big rotund. When the Deviches saw her, they almost had heart failure. "WHAT have you been feeding her?!?!?" Not long after that, they took her to Duluth.
Sometime when I'm digging through my photos, I'll find one of her to scan and post with this.
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