his name was jake and he was a doberman, i was like five or six, we got him as a puppy, but within like a year and a half he outgrew both me and my older brother. He was alot of fun for us, but not for our single mother. He tore up the backyard relentlessly, and was just to much for my mom so we ended up giving him to people who had a farm and alot more space for him to tear it up. I miss that dog, though i suppose he is dead now, because that was twenty-two years ago.
thanks a fucking lot now i'm depressed
