Matt+C's+Snapshot+Memory

I was 5 when Polly, my dog, was hit by a car. I was playing fetch with her and I went inside to get a drink and the ball rolled down the driveway and into the street. So, Polly went after it. She was hit in the middle of the street by a Subaru. We took Polly to the vet and she died three days later. We had a funeral in the backyard for her. The person who hit Polly bought us a new dog. The new dog was never like Polly. He was lazy and he never wanted to play outside. And when I got home Polly always greeted me but the other dog never greeted me. Best of all Polly knew tricks but the other dog didn't know any tricks. Lastly, Polly was very obedient but the other dog wouldn't listen to anyone! So, after a year we got rid of the other dog and we never had another dog again. But now we are thinking about getting another dog because I want someone to run around and play fetch with.