Emma's+snap+shot+memory

My snapshot memory: Scooter

I was in the basement with my younger brother, Ian and my younger sister, Elly. We were playing a game of monopoly. We had been playing in the basement just before my parents left. They left do run some errands. We were laughing, smiling and were having such a good time until my mom yelled, "Emma, Ian, Elly! Come up stairs!" Quickly, our smiles turned into frowns. I had a feeling it was some more chores, like taking out the trash or washing the car. We grumbled as we went up the stairs. Anger was building up inside us, but as we went into the kitchen, instead of finding our parents in the kitchen: to our great surprise there was a black puppy sitting on our kitchen floor. We stood there with our mouths wide open. My mom and dad came into the room saying, "This is Scooter, he is our new puppy. Why don't you take him outside and play?" We picked up the puppy, and carried him outside. He was as light as a feather! We started calling his name and trying to run with him, he instantly joined in. Scooter ran around, chased his tail and even dug a small hole in our backyard! It was an instant friendship. Ian, Elly and I were inseparable from Scooter. Unfortunately, Scooter died when I turned 11, before I moved to Colorado. I will never forget about the day I got Scooter. Even though, Scooter rightfully belonged to my brother, Scooter and I were still the best of friends. I took Scooter for granted. After he died I appreciated many more things.