Our
dog, Keeper, is a good dog. He’s better than our past dogs. We named him,
Keeper, because Mom and Dad always had problems with dogs. We had one dog that
would not stop barking, it barked non-stop, to the point one of our neighbors
thought we had rare African bird in our yard. The dog bark sounded like a
strange bird from a distance. We had to get rid of that dog. Another dog was a
Siberian husky. He was big, I didn’t like him he scared me. He also scared my
little sister and Mom. The husky didn’t scare my Dad, but the husky was scared
of my big sister, Elizabeth. Every time she came around he would go hide under
the coffee table. I think it was because all that Goth make up she wore. Sad to
say, but the husky had to go to a friend adopted him to live on his farm with
two other dogs.
When
Dad found Keeper he told Mom this is the last dog. So Mom told Dad, “Fine,
we’ll call him, Keeper.” Keeper is a big dog trapped in a little dog’s body. He
weighs about 30Ibs and sounds like he’s a 100Lbs.
Well
let me tell you about one of Keepers tales, not that he has more than one tail,
I mean stories. My Dad always tells Mom and my big sister to put female type
things in the trash can and not down the toilet. He says only toilet paper
should be put in the toilet, and to think about the stuff that needs to be
cleaned out of waste water. My Mom and sister understood, while Keeper was a
puppy he understood what was in the trash can and from time to time he would
empty out the trash can. All over the bathroom floor, hallway and sometimes the
living room floor, bathroom trash would be spread every were. My Dad got mad at
us kids and the dog, because we would forget to close the bathroom door and the
dog would of course dump out the trash can. One night the family was watching a
movie. Keeper started coughing and then sounded like she was chocking. The whole
family looked at the dog and before Dad could get out of this chair to help
Keeper a big white thing flew out of her month. The object flew across the room
and landed behind one of Mom’s house plants. Dad checked on the dog after all
of us looked at each other wondering what flew out of the dog’s month. My
sister Elizabeth went over to the house plant and picked up the item when she
found it. At first we didn’t know what it was. All you saw was a string hooked
to a fluffy long white object with spots of red on it. Then my sister yells
out, “Hey, I know what it is, it’s a used Tampon!”
My
little sister and I ran out of the living room in disgust. Mom yelled,
“Elizabeth, throw that away!”
My Dad
said, “See now everyone will remember to close the bathroom door.”
