Lawson's Ridge Comments

'Take any one you want, ' Mr. Tucker, the owner of the hardware store said.

I looked down at eight of the most beautiful fuzzy little black pups my eyes had ever seen. They all looked identical, with the exception that one was much tinier than the others. So, being a small boy and a runt of sorts, I picked up the smallest one in the litter. She licked my cheek and pressed her cold, wet nose to my skin. She was just a fuzzy pup, and she was mine, all mine. With my heart racing, I held her close and whispered, 'Let's go home girl, I can't wait to show you Lawson's Ridge! '
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