Thursday, October 2, 2014

The Story Behind Peewee

I have had my dog Peewee for 7 years now, and to this day, I remember the first time I ever saw him. I was in the third grade. I was driving in the car with my sister, who at the time was in the 5th grade, and my parents. Me and my sister were arguing, which was nothing new. We were driving down Vista to go to the mall. On our way there, we drove past McDonald's . They were selling puppies outside on a little corner right out front. Me and my sister begged my parents if we could get down to go see them. They agreed, and we got out of the car. There were so many cute little puppies! The pups parents were there too, and they were so beautiful. There was this cute, chubby little black and white puppy, that everyone else was ignoring. So naturally we were attracted to him. It was love at first sight. He was so sweet, loving, and fluffy. Me and my sister begged my parents for him, but my mom didn't want a dog. She was a clean freak and thought he'd make to much of a mess and she'd everywhere. Crying, me and my sister put the puppy down and my dad told up to get in the car. As we were about to shut the car door, we heard Awwing, and we turned around. This cute little fluffy puppy was crawling on the floor towards the car, whimpering. It broke and warmed our hearts all at the same time. My dad is not a very emotional type person, but he couldn't help but smile and laugh. So against my moms will, we got back out of the car with my dad, and picked the puppy up once more. We went to go ask the man who was selling these puppies, how much he wanted for him. He told us they were $500, but that since the dog was so attached to us already, we could have him for $300. My dad gave him the $300 and he was finally ours. My mom was mad at first, but couldn't resist the cuteness of the puppie that was later named Peewee.
Now let me tell you, he was a handful! The first thing he did when we arrived home was pee inside, which I had to clean of course. He tore up our shoes, and peed everywhere. His first night home was the roughest, he cried all night long. It drove my parents insane. But we adored him. So did everyone else. We couldn't take him anywhere without getting approached about how cute he was. He always did the cutest things as a puppy. I remember when he first learned to climb the stairs inside our house, he'd run all the way up, and just cry at the top of the stairs because he was scared to come back down. So everytime one of us had to go rescue the little demand from the top of the stairs.
Peewee has now been in our lives for 7 years. And they have been such memorable years  . He will always be part of our family.

2 comments:

  1. This is a beautiful memory piece--your detail brings the story to life. Is his name peewee because he peed so much or because he was small?

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    1. My mom actually named him Peewee after a Spanish singer.

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