Monday Memories

I was living in Wilton, Ontario. It's a minature version of a village. Blink and it's gone kind of place. But it has a amazing cheese factory that sells the most amazing squeaky cheese curds. We had a big dog named Spanky. At least I think he was big. I was a kid...so maybe he just seemed really big. It could have been a medium sized dog for all I know. However, I am POSITIVE that it was NOT a chihuahua sized dog! Anyways, I was a rather mean child. I liked to mercilessly tease this poor pooch.

I would tease, and tease and tease some more. Then Spanky would jump onto me and push me over.

I can still hear my sister's words ringing in my ears, while calling for my dad..my rescuer.

DAAAADDDDD!!!! SPANKY'S STANDING ON TAMMY AGAIN!!

Well....

I suppose I deserved it.