{"id":17858,"date":"2023-09-14T14:20:55","date_gmt":"2023-09-14T19:20:55","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/?p=17858"},"modified":"2023-09-14T14:20:58","modified_gmt":"2023-09-14T19:20:58","slug":"dog-days","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2023\/09\/14\/dog-days\/","title":{"rendered":"Dog Days"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

I remember it just like it was yesterday. October 19, 2019, the day I got my puppy. I was in seventh grade at an all girls Roman Catholic Christian Private School called Our Lady Academy, located in Bay St. Louis. My mom had to pick me up late so I walked down the street to the Mockingbird Cafe for some coffee and to work on my homework. I often ended up walking to the Mockingbird cafe because my mom is a realtor and had to show houses after work a lot and I didn\u2019t want to come with her. These houses tended to be vacant meaning the power and water would be turned off so there was no air conditioning in the houses making it really hot and you couldn’t go to the bathroom. She would also show houses for a couple of hours straight so it was very boring. While you may be thinking, \u201cGeorgia, why didn\u2019t you use your phone?\u201d My dad paid my phone bill and only gave me two gigs of data a month. Earlier that school year I had unlimited but he made some excuse which I\u2019m not going to share unless we’re close so I definitely won’t be sharing it online. All you need to know is that I was swapped from unlimited data to like one or two gigs a month. Anyway, while waiting at the Mockingbird, I was beginning to grow impatient because school ended at 3:30 and it was now around 5:15. I had texted my mom and she said she was on her way to come get me. Around 15 minutes later she walked through the doors and came to where I was sitting in another room. After she came in, my older brother, Thomas, walked in with a little brown puppy who had a white chin. My immediate reaction was \u201cWhat\u2019s that?\u201d My mom replied by saying, \u201cIt\u2019s Clarence! He shrunk!\u201d (We had another dog, different breed, different gender, different shade of brown, named Clarence.) and I said to her again, \u201cWhat\u2019s that?\u201d and she said, \u201cOur neighbor, Ms. GeorgiaAnn found a puppy on the streets and took her in for\u00a0 three days and couldn\u2019t keep her anymore and asked if we wanted her because you’ve wanted a puppy since you were little.\u201d I immediately started smiling and grabbed her and said, \u201cShe\u2019s mine now\u201d and my brother was like \u201cWhat? No! I want her! You already have a dog. I had to get rid of my last dog!\u201d and I replied to him by saying, \u201cThomas you had to get rid of your last dog because you didn\u2019t take care of him properly and didn\u2019t train him. Besides, you\u2019ve already had two dogs, I\u2019ve only had one dog. She\u2019s mine!\u201d It\u2019s safe to say I won that argument and I got to keep her.<\/span><\/p>\n

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As I\u2019m writing this I\u2019m texting my mom trying to convince her that Canada is a fake place made up by the government and she isn’t actually from Canada, she’s from New Zealand and her family survived off of canned peanuts. No wonder she was so enthusiastic to send me to boarding school. Also, For those of you who are reading this, if you\u2019ve made it passed canned peanuts (hopefully) you should know to always be patient and wait for your mothers to be done with their work even if you don’t want to and to not make a stink about it because who knows, you might be rewarded with a puppy. But when it comes to waiting for your dad, do whatever, idk man.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I remember it just like it was yesterday. October 19, 2019, the day I got my puppy. I was in seventh grade at an all girls Roman Catholic Christian Private School called Our Lady Academy, located in Bay St. Louis. My mom had to pick me up late so I walked down the street to … Continue reading “Dog Days”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":93,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17858"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/93"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=17858"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17858\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":17884,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17858\/revisions\/17884"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17858"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17858"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17858"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}