My stepdad got Ringo from a son of his passed mother, who used to own Ringo. I remembered when Ringo and I first met, was when my stepdad brought Ringo in the livingroom with Ringo in his arms. Ringo was nervous to see the family. Later on the years, we became good friends and he put more trust in me. I would always teach him tricks and run with him across our yard. I always let him in my house when my parent didnt permit it. Over the past years, he became my favorite dog I ever had in my life.
He always understands me when I was down and he always comforts me by putting his chin on my lap. He always barked when I drive down the driveway everyday for 6 years.
Today was the first time that he didn't bark when I drove down. Ringo, I will missed you buddy.
