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Memories of a first childhood pet, a dog named "Brownie"


My first and favorite dog "Brownie"

I found Brownie on our Brooklyn apartment building rooftop. I was just 6 and asked my mother if we could please keep the dog. My animal-loving mother said yes immediately.

We later named the dog "Brownie." Brownie was not a puppy when I found her. I'm guessing this mix breed (mut) was maybe 2-3 years old. The following year when we moved out of Brooklyn to live on Long Island, Brownie remained part of the family.

Brownie was a good dog and also an excellent watchdog. She was so obedient to my father. I will never forget when my father would return to work from Queens (Long Island City), Brownie once she heard the sound of his car, would race around our dining room sliding on the wooden parkay floor as if it was a ice rink.

She was so excited to see her master. Brownie went everywhere with my brother and I. At the time it was just my brother and I growing up on Long Island. Then came my sister 9 years later. Brownie then had yet another family admirer. Ironically and coincidentally, as a teenager I became a Cleveland Browns fan. The team was often referred to then as the Brownies.

Brownie lived to be 15. The day my father had to take her somewhere to be put to sleep was such a bad and sad day. One I will never forget. I was a freshman in college. I was so upset I missed a week's worth of classes. I was so sad and depressed, I simply couldn't concentrate.

My brother and I buried Brownie in our yard. I made a tombstone out of wood. No doubt our first family pet was part of our family. It was like losing a sister.

I was prompted to write this story after seeing the movie "Peanut Butter Falcon." Before the start of the movie, there was a short animated film by a Japanese filmmaker who also had a dog named Brownie. His Brownie got lost in the woods. In other words, that Brownie died as well and the boy was so sad.

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