
This is my dog. His name is Miles. I got him when I was around nine or ten years old. I am currently nineteen as of today so I have had him for a while. My mom named him Miles because she told my sister and I if she were to have a boy his name would’ve been Miles.
My mom’s friend called her and told her how she has puppies and my sister and I were just getting out of Spanish class and she told us to come over. We went over and saw the whole garage rooming with puppies. She picked out a specific one for us but we could choose whichever we wanted. I was petting a couple but then they brought out Miles who was just getting out of a bath and I fell in love with him instantly. Then my sister found another dog she liked and persuaded my mom to get both. We came home with two dogs but eventually we realized that the dog my sister brought home was sick and we had to return him back to the owner. That is the story of how Miles and I were united together as a family.