Exactly six years minus ten days ago, I first laid eyes on Rebel. I had been chipping away at the ice in my driveway, when I heard the pitter-patter of paws. Standing next to me, I saw a skinny stray dog, who appeared to be no more than a year old. Making a long story short, I took him to the local animal shelter, with the understanding that I would adopt Rebel if no one claimed him. Well, today is the sixth anniversary of Rebel's adoption.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
A Dog Named Rebel
Exactly six years minus ten days ago, I first laid eyes on Rebel. I had been chipping away at the ice in my driveway, when I heard the pitter-patter of paws. Standing next to me, I saw a skinny stray dog, who appeared to be no more than a year old. Making a long story short, I took him to the local animal shelter, with the understanding that I would adopt Rebel if no one claimed him. Well, today is the sixth anniversary of Rebel's adoption.
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