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The memory that I would bottle up is when I got my dog. I remember going to were the puppies were being kept. The parents of the dogs were also there. As soon as I saw the fully grown dogs, I hid in the back of the mini van. My mom picked uup a puppie and saidHow about this one and I said yes just because I wanted to leave. I would relive that memory every day if I could. Even though I didn't put any thought into picking my dog, I never regreted my descision.
