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'Dale & Blue'

Blue, My Boo-Boo

Friday Dec 5, 2008

by Dale Blake
(Oswego NY, America)

I really don't know where to begin. I have never done any thing like this before. I guess I'll begin with my first dog I had. His name is Jazz. I had him for 13 years. About 10 years ago. He was a Bichon Frise. I loved him so much. I don't remember feeling as devastated as I do now when he died.

I always knew I was going to get another dog. I just didn't know when I would be ready. I started thinking realy serious about one a couple years before I got Blue. I looked in papers, the internet, pet stores. I finally knew what type of breed I wanted. And it happened to be a Maltese. They are so beautiful. So small. So baby.

I ended up finding him in the paper in Florida. Me and my Daughter went to go pick him out from a breeder. She was really nice and you could tell she took really good care of these little guys. We had about 7 to pick from. Me and my Daughter picked the most playful and littlest one out of the bunch. I fell in love right away. I could never imagine anything bad could ever happen to him.

I picked his name out because Blue has been my favorite color all my life. And that name just fit him. He was such a baby. My little sweet baby. And that's how I treated him. He was very picky about everything. I went through every dog food on the market to finally find one that he would eat. His food was a mixture of dry and wet food together. He was also picky about his snacks. Again I went through every dog snack on the market before I finally found one that he really liked. I didn't mind though cause I loved him so much.

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