I hugged Pumpkin close, filled with joy.
"Where did you find him?" My brother asked as my mother tried to usher him to bed.
"How is he still alive?" She added, perplexed. She was concerned at his displeasure to see her, as he was growling ferociously.
"I don't know," I squealed, "but my Pumpkin is back!"
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Good Boy
FanfictionMy aunt's dog Pumpkin and I always dressed up for Halloween together, ever since he had warmed up to me as a puppy. But on the night she passed, he suddenly disappeared, and I was devastated. A year passed, and I was still too depressed to go out fo...
