Every piece of your life is part of your puzzle. I love looking at how everything is a little piece that goes together to make a giant picture.

    I picked up a hitchhiker on a dirt road one evening nine years ago. She was a little pup and none of the residents along the road claimed her. OK, really I can’t lie to ya. First off there were two of them and my girlfriend and her sister were riding in the truck with me when we saw them and thier eyes lite up.

    So, there were two blond pups walking down the side of the dirt road. As we pulled slowly, they both jumped into the brush off the road. The sisters both spoke, in twin-like unison, the words, “Can we pick them up?”

     For some unknown reason, and I say this from a guy’s point of view, I thought the two dogs would run away. I now understand how wrong that gut feeling was, for of course, all four of those girls met each other half way with either open arms or puppy kisses. Then we travelled the back road and asked the residents if they belonged to anyone they knew. No one claimed them and it soon became obvious that they had been dropped off.

    It’s been nine years now. One of the two dirtroad sisters left with my ex. The other one still lives with me. She has turned out really special. Since she was 21 in dog years I have decided that there maybe no dog in here at all. I believe she maybe half dingo and half kangaroo. See, she can jump up six feet with a running start and climb over an eight-foot chain link fence. She has busted every chain and cable that you can buy at the local pet shops and the funny part is that she knows it also. She knows she can break them, so she waits until the time is right.

    The first time she broke her chain I believe I over reacted. What happened was, as I pulled up in the drive way, there she was lying in the driveway. OK, maybe I’m getting a little ahead of myself. OK, she is cabled inside a four-foot chain-lock fence. The drive way is outside the fenced in area.

    I pulled into the drive way, stopped the truck, jumped out,… and as I jumped out, she looked up at me with her tail wagging and her tongue hanging out. Of course this is hindsight remembering, at the time I was just mad and I just started yelling which ,duh, made her run away, which of course, just made me more upset.

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