Ginger

Ginger. What a perfect dog: never does anything wrong. She sleeps all day on a family navy blue couch or by the windows sunlight. She jumps around when we say the word walk or stroll; but sometimes she tills her head until it looks like it would fall off. She is full with laughter and sweetness. Ginger birthday just past-march twenty. She is now four years old.

Memories; Wonderful memories. I remember the day I first saw her, the first day she caught a bird flying, and the first time she fell asleep in my lap. I remember when I enter the house she stayed in the bathroom, and she did left it- until a month later. I remember how small she was and now she is full grown. I remember her first walk; we had to put her is a wagon; we only made it four houses until she ran out. I remember her life.

Ginger is a genius. When she was one year old she could jump over a three foot gate that kept her in the kitchen and how she also opened the back door and ran away- she was on the other side of the street when we got home. She also knows a lot of tricks; most of them I taught her. But the only tricks we can’t teacher her is to play died or army crawl.

Ginger is a scary-cat. When it there is a sound of clashes, pops, pitter patter, or even kaboom, she runs downstairs and then I come down to confront her that there is nothing to be afraid. She stays down there anyway for a good half hour. And Ginger is a scary-cat when we past a house with three Great Danes. If they are out she hides be hidden me or starts barking at them; sometimes she get the courage to go up to a five foot fence and start to bark at them.

Ginger makes me laugh and tries to comfort me when I was upset. When I was upset or mad at school or at my family, Ginger lays right next to me and I tell her all my problems; she is a great listener. When I cry ginger sits right next to me and gives me a big hug. Adorable. During Christmas morning ginger was going crazy, just because she is lock up in one side of the house( so is my sisters and me; long story), it was so funny. Also last night when I feed her dinner, and I left it downstairs on accident, she went bananas. She ran downstairs and went crazy.