“ I remember few things from my childhood, since new memories take up that space. However, my sister Saba remembers everything that I don’t. So we will tell them apart. Right now, I will tell the beginning, of what happened.”

“When we were born, blind and defenseless, we lived with our mother, enjoying our lives. Every now and then, a new scent would come, and mix up with hers. Eventually, we got used to it. As we crawled around, nursed from our mother, sleep, whine, or listen to the songs we heard in duet, I noticed others with me. Crawling around the warm bodies, I soon came nose to nose with something cold and wet. I started to whine, and heard another whine from it. I grunted then, and did the same thing the next day.

   Soon enough, every day I met the same cold thing, we exchanged whimpers, and then would go back, doing the normal things puppies would do. One day, as we did the same, my mother laughed, and so did someone else.

     That night, I remember having a strange dream. Everything felt soft and fluffy, but my vision was still black. Suddenly, I heard a laugh, and found myself moving towards the source. Again I heard it, and followed once more. I tripped against a fluffy bump, and fell down something, that was kinda like a slide. And when I got down, I felt the wet and cold thing once more. Just then, it laughed, and I realized it was the same one I had been chasing.”

  Saba

“Living comfortably, I always crawled around, looking for the same wet thing that always touched my nose. I wondered if I’d ever see it, and get a good description, cause every time I was near it, and felt it, I had a good feeling. Kinda like happiness, but, bigger. I guess I call it, Joy.

  Having passed two weeks, my siblings started to open their eyes. I, however, still waited for my time. Instead, I decided to look around for the wet thing that I always seemed to find. This time was different. I had a lot of difficulty finding it, maybe cause my siblings didn’t depend on luck anymore, so they made different trails. I started to whine, scared of loosing whatever it was, and never ever knowing if I would find it again.

   Of course, I was expecting my mother to comfort and nuzzle me, but all I felt, was that wet and cold thing rub against my tail. Startled, I turned my head towards the direction of the tail, and I felt it. I was happy again, having found it, but I was still curious about what it was. Just then, I started to open my eyes, and I saw, a puppy, the same size, and red, like me. Who was touching my nose, and I was touching hers.

    That puppy, had a white muzzle, and the rest of it’s face was red, except for the ears, which were brown. It’s paws were white, to the elbow, and it’s back legs were also white and red, same as the tummy. It’s eyes, were orange, and by the scent, it was a she.”

Joy

    I had opened my eyes, and seen my mother for the first time. Looking at her, to get a good description, I was proud of her. I had a beautiful mother, with a white face, orange eyes, shining red fur, and her voice, her sweet soft voice. “ Welcome to the world, Joy.” I heard my name for the first time, and yipped when she finished saying it. She smiled warmly at me, and chuckled.

   It was sunset when me and some of my siblings had started to open there eyes. I listened carefully as my mother addressed them by their names. Dingo, and Alue. Those were the only ones that I knew, the rest would open their eyes tomorrow, I thought to myself. But, that night, I just went to sleep, very tired.

   I had the same dream once more, but, this time, it was different. I could see everything now. The soft and fluffy feelings were clouds, pink ones that looked like cotton candy. I saw something blue stand out between the others, and somehow felt myself moving towards it with ease. Seeing it closely, I saw crystal clear water. And in it, was a puppy, who had a red muzzle, markings to the elbow, and a white tummy. I cocked my head, and it did the same, startling me. Just then, I realized that was me.

   Soon something else appeared next my reflection. It was another she-puppy, who looked like my mother, only without the bandanna, younger, and different leg markings and brown on the tip of her ears. She didn’t have her tail curled either, it was flowing, like mine. Neither did she have orange eyes, but dark brown. She laughed, and ran away. I followed, running after her, but soon lost her. Frowning, I kept walking, not noticing a fluffy bump.

    I rolled down a hill, enjoying the ride, and at the bottom, I looked up at the sky. I heard that laugh again, and looked to my side, there was the pup, laying by my side. She was smiling, and soon enough, I did too.

   When I woke up, I was much interested in finding that pup I saw in my dream. None of my siblings looked like that, especially Alue. I was sad, cause I wanted to find that pup. Just then, I heard the same whine the cold and wet thing I would always find with my nose. Following the source, I found one of my siblings, who was still blind.

    She opened her eyes that instance, and I realized she was the pup I saw in my dream. I smiled at her, and she did the same. Both of us were happy for finding each other, and then we became inseparable.”

    “One day later, after me and Joy had met and Aisha and Kodi opened their eyes, a brown wolf dog came in. He carried the same scent all of us wanted to know about. Whining, Joy and me crawled towards him. Thanks to my mother, I found out he was my dad. And we were happy, cause he loved to play with us.

    When we learned to walk days later, we were happy. Because now we could cover more ground, and visit daddy’s boat. I loved going to the beach, smelling the salty sea, chew and play with uncle Boris. Those were the days. Joy enjoyed it also, especially using uncle Boris as a squeaky toy when we were teething. He didn’t mind…          much.”

   “One time I was looking around town for daddy, since he had promised to tell me the story of how he rescued Nome, and I wanted to know so bad how he did it. Unfortunately, he never had enough time to tell us, being famous and all. And I alone, walked out into the town, set out to look for him. I was determined to find out what happened that day, and only would I know it from him and him alone.

     Walking through town, I noticed a shack, where one room was full of males congratulating someone, and other full of females, congratulating someone else. Momma had said something about going to a puppy shower, but she didn’t specify where. I decided to go and see if my daddy was maybe with the males, and I entered a room.

    It was quiet, but that didn’t last much as some dogs entered, grabbing the dog food bag, and serving them clumsily into bowls. After that, they grabbed a big plate, with dog bowls full of food, and walked away, into the open door. They seemed like waiters or something. I walked out, sniffing the food bowl, and then continued walking to the hall where the dogs disappeared.

     Two doors stood at the door, one at the corner, at the other end of the hall, and the other in the middle. Both of them were full of voices, which were so loud, I couldn’t distinguish male from female. I started walking, until I came up to the closest door. I scratched on it, prepared for the unknown.

    Perking my eyes as the doggy door opened, a little dog, bigger than me, but little came out. She was a bushy dog, with white hair and grayish purple fur, a muzzle, almost white like mine, only a stripe on top, like papa’s. She also wore a black collar, with a gold license, but it didn’t seem very new.

‘ Can I help you?’ She asked me, smiling at something I seemed to have.

  I shook my fur, looking at the other room, full of the same voices that ring a bit harshly my ears, I looked back, nodding.

‘ I’m looking for my papa. Have you seen him?’ I asked in my childish sweet voice. She smiled even harder, and invited me to come in. I agreed, and walked in, try not to be rude, but a silence came over the tempering noise as I walked in, although all eyes were on the little dog.

‘Who was it, Dixie?’ A bigger dog asked. She had a deeper voice, and yellowish creamy fur, with some tints of brown too.

‘ A little puppy who said she was looking for her father.’ The dog, who went by the name of Dixie, answered. She glanced at me for a second, still smiling. All of the females gasped when she mentioned puppy, and came closer, asking where the pup was.

I slowly showed myself from behind the dog, my tail wagging slightly at all the faces that had their attention on me. I liked this, and jumped out from behind, yelling boo! All the dogs, gasped, but I think they were just acting along. I said hello, and soon enough all of them went Awww.

‘ She must be one of  Jenna’s litter.’ A female said, walking towards me.  She was uh…   fatter than the others, but at the time I didn’t know why. I just nodded, wagging my tail as hard as I could, surprise took me when their fur didn’t mess up as if a helicopter had just landed.

‘ She takes after her mother, that’s for sure.’ The yellow afghan said, smiling at me. My mom says that she and the little dog were friends of her, and never had Sylvie smile, if