These are some Memories of my grandma's, dog Zowie. Zowie was a sweet Dog,unlike Duke who was a mean Dog that barks at everything, Even if you are just walking by. Duke is not my grandma's dog it is my Aunt's dog. She left him there and never went to go get him. I think he has been there for a long time. My grandma really loves him, she also loves Zowie. Zowie and Duke love going for walks, at least I think so. Duke and Zowie go for walks alot with my grandma wilson. I have no idea why they like to walk with her so much. My grandma Wilson goes on walks when it still is dark, like at five'oclock. Zowie died at the beginning of the year.But Duke is still alive.

My grandma for got to put on Zowie's lesh. It wasn't her fault, Zowie went into the road and a car came out of no were and got ran over. But Idon't miss Zowie that much any more. Well I miss him but, I don't cry when I here his name anymore. I don't miss him because I have memories about him. He is still alive in my mind, and my dreams. One day we were hiking up a mountain. When we got to the top I got scared so I put my arms around his neck.