The Only Gift I Ever Truly Loved, My Special Gift

         So let me start this off by saying this is about a past gift I received and will never receive again until the day I move out of my mother's house. Another note, this was on a day in May and I was not a happy camper that day. My bird had just died due to my two dogs attacking it when they somehow managed to get into my room. So after about an hour of crying my mom asked if I wanted to go out and get a puppy to make me feel better. Of course I said yes since it was my dream to get a puppy.

       After a few hours we finally came to adopt a Yorkshire Terrier and I named him Logan for some strange reason. As a puppy Logan was fun to play with and probably my best friend back then. As he started to grow up he became more aggressive towards my male dog ,Pookey (who is sadly deceased), and would always nip at him. It got to the point where Pookey would be bleeding due to this puppy biting him constantly. I will also say that since Pookey was much older he never bit Logan back, he just endured the treatment. After finally having enough of Logan continuously tormenting Pookey, my mom thought it would be wise to give him away to a co-worker's son who had always wanted a puppy for Christmas. So as Christmas Eve came, my mom gave him away just as she said she would.

         I was fine with that. I was not fine with that. If I'm being honest here I probably cried for a good hour. Thinking of the saying "all good things must come to an end," I accepted what had been done and had moved on with my life(lol). So I guess you can say my early Christmas gift for that year was my mom giving away my puppy :,). 
         In all seriousness though, I really don't blame my mom for giving him away. Looking back on it I probably would've done the same. Oh well, what can you do? Things happen for a reason so it's best not to question it. Also did I mention I'm closing this? Oh. I didn't? Well I am now so bye bye!