In Memory of our dog Prince

The first time I saw Prince He was so small and fluffy soft.

Prince knew the word 'walk' and would get so excited. If you were the one that said it, you had to take him on a walk. 

It was fun to always play with Prince.

When he was a puppy with very sharp teeth. I took something away from him, turned around to leave when he bit my butt. Mostly my pants but one of his teeth broke through the skin.

When we would hit Dad, Prince didn't do anything. But when Dad hit us Prince would bark to try and defend us.

Prince would get so excited for walks he would bite the leash to try and pull us along.