Bull
Bull was a gorgeous German Shepherd Dog. My great-grandma had purchased him when he was almost 3 months old. She contacted me when she almost fell down the stairs because he was going crazy. She asked me if I wanted him and I said yes. I had wanted a German Shepherd for as long as I could remember. I loved the breed so much just because they are gorgeous dogs and my dad wouldnt buy one for me. They were really expensive and we didnt have any breeders around our area. I jumped at the opportunity for getting a purebred for free. We picked him up Febuary 16. I had him almost 2 weeks and I went to stay over at my cousins house. On Sunday morning I found out that he had been hit by a car and that my dad buried him in the backyard. It was one of the hardest things I have ever gone through in my life. I miss him alot and think about him when I am playing fetch with my friends all black German Shepherd and I remember what kind of dog he could have been. I love you Bull where ever you are and I miss you so much!
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