Sweet as Honey
I used to have a dog named Honey. She was sweet and happy but she was also kind of dumb and could be a jerk sometimes. I love her anyway. When we first got her, my mom homeschooled my two siblings and I so she had constant attention. I took care of her, for the most part. For example, feeding or bathing her, taking her on walks, she even slept in my bed. However, last year we had to give her away because we couldn't take care of her and there was nobody for her to hang out with during the day. This lack of attention during the day led to her becoming sad and a little fat. I knew that this is not what I wanted for her and I knew she would be much happier elsewhere. However, I still didn't feel ready to let her go because she was my best friend. My siblings (now 10 and 15) wanted to keep her as well, but I found their reasons to be more on the selfish side. Anyways, one day, my mom said that she had found a home for her. At this point, I had been preparing for a while and tried