I don't know what I would do if I didn't have Mr. Puppy in my life.  I know one thing: I would be a lot sadder.

My dog is a mixture of different breeds: Chihuahua.  Pomeranian.  Spitz. Maybe some Maltese.  Anyway, he's rather goofy looking with black and white curly fur, a foxy face, an apple-shaped head and two ears that stick up like tiny flags.  He is absolutely adorable!

I have had Mr. Puppy for a few months.  I got to adopt him as a Christmas present; he is the best thing that could have ever happened to me.  See, I lost my Daddy in November; he died in Aghanistan.  He was a soldier fighting in the war, and some bad people killed him and several other soldiers.  I miss him so bad and both Mama and I cry a lot as a result. 

Well, Mommy's counselor suggested that we take in a dog to help us with some of the sadness that we still feel.  We went to the pound and it was there when we saw this happy little dog just wagging his fool tail off.  He acted like he wanted us right away.  We both ended up falling in love with him and the rest, as they say, is history.  So now we have a dog.

Mr. Puppy loves to play.  In fact, he could play all day long and he would be happy.  He also loves to sleep on my bed at night when I go to bed.  He loves having his tummy scratched and his ears rubbed and loves licking me all over, which makes me laugh. 

I am an only kid: no brothers, no sisters.  It's just me and Mama (and of course, Mr. Puppy) now. 

I wish that Daddy could have come home to see Mr. Puppy; he would have loved him.  I know I do.  I am still having problems accepting that Daddy is dead and not even God or prayers can bring him back to us.  I am trying to forgive the bad people who killed Daddy, but I can't.  Not at this time, anyway.  Maybe one day I will, but now is not the right time.

Well, I have to go.  I'm at school as I write this, and it's time for my next class, which is math.  I will write in here again soon; this is another thing Mommy (and her counselor) suggested that I try.  It may help with any bad feelings in the long run.

~Casey.

~To be continued.~