I’m pretty sure I already talked about Magic’s first 4th of July, but as eventful as that was it wasn’t the most memorable one. But since I’m trying to go roughly in chronological order I had to start with that one. Anyway this one is far more eventful.
At the very end of 4th grade my teacher extended show and tell to include pets, so of course I brought Magic to meet my class.
About six or seven months after we got Magic we went on a family trip to Disneyland, obviously the dogs did not come. My Grandparents, Noodle and Grampman, took care of them while we were gone and in that week Magic nearly doubled his weight.
I hope you leave here laughing.
When we were really young, before John was born, my dad started taking the us to McDonalds or some other fast food joint for breakfast on Sundays, and then to the park or bowling or something else fun, so that mom could have a break from us. This tradition continues to this day, though now it’s evolved to Dad picking it up and bringing it home for all of us. Somewhere during the time we stopped all going at eating at the restaurant the dogs, which ever ones we had at the time, started getting to go. The people who worked at the drive through always gave them treats.
This was a weekly problem for Magic, he hated car rides, but he knew if he didn’t go the other dogs would get food and he wouldn’t.
Sometimes I want to sleep in on Sundays too!
Magic was never dog aggressive but he was also not super friendly. He’d try to play with Cinnamon but she was pretty much the only one. This is the story of how he and Cyrus met.
Hope you leave here laughing,
Give me the food!