Kaitlyn Nave

She was Meant to Live

It was a rainy day in May, when I was in 5th grade. For a few weeks now I had been excitedly waiting to get my second puppy, a lab. Traveling far isn't an issue when the nearest major city is 65 miles away from you. Such was the case when I was going to pick up my new dog. It was a free-for-all essentially, as you got to pick whichever puppy you wanted. We made it to Saint Maries but many things were immediately amiss. These puppies that were supposed to be eight weeks old were much younger than that, no puppy parents were to be found, and they were running amok. It made my parents and I uncomfortable.