My+Best+Friend+Rex

As I walked through the sliding glass doors of Petsmart I saw all the amazing animals. I remember that my dog, Blackjack had died and we decided to adopt. There were many dogs but one stood out the most of all, his name was Rex. He was a beautiful, Yellow laberdore retriever, with yellowish, white, and orange tip on his tail, and he was in a little cage. I went over to look at him and comfort his sad little soul. He admired me with his big brown, sparkling eyes. It looked as if he was asking me to take him home. I showed him to my parents and it sparked them too, we had to take him home. I can remember crying wanting to give a loving home. The next day the papers were signed and he was ours. Our Dad found out Rex liked to bite a little but we trained him lickety split. And from then on we were the best of friends a dog and a boy could ever be.