It was a chilly Oregon October evening, no different than the normal weather, and my mom was holding my brother close to her, holding my hand tight as we boarded the small jet that would take us to Nevada. The cold wind stung my face as the warm smiles from the flight attendants greeted me. The 1 ½ hour flight didn’t effect me, as I was a young, easily entertained toddler. Keeping my brother happy was my top priority. Oh how I loved that boy. They jet’s wheels squealed like a hamster, as the warm rubber hit the cold, frozen, road tar. As we un-boarded the plane, I looked around at the city lights of Las Vegas just as my mom pulled me inside of the airport. We took a calm walk to our next plane, the plane that would take me to my new home. Ugh!
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Kelly was mine, Jordan was dad’s, Mokaluka and Cake-Dog were my brothers, and my mom sat there quietly, watching and waiting. Well of course my brother didn’t win, and I really lost badly too. Jordan was the name. I remember looking at her and thinking, ‘you silly mutt.’
“She’s my dog; nobody else's but mine...but I can share her with you guys every now and again.” my dad said with a with a wink.
My dad began to let Jordan sleep with me and my brother, whose name is Cam, and we switched off every other night. So it would be a triangle: my parents, me and Cam would switch off with her. It was fun, spending long nights hiding under my blanket from the “monsters” under my bed. Having pillow fights that I knew I would win every time (not to get cocky or anything). We would play tag in my room, jumping around until my parents came in complaining.
A year went by surprisingly quick, and my family's rent for our house was over. At the same time, my dad’s work (Ascent Solar), moved to a place called Thornton, Colorado.
My dad said, “Kid’s, We’re moving to Thornton, for work! We can all tour the houses, so everyone can help choose our home. We won’t be renting, so we can stay as long as we …show more content…
“Ok, but I want to still be able to make new friends easily.”
We found a great home, located in a beautiful neighborhood. My brother’s and I’s rooms are located next to each other, connected by a Jack and Jill style bathroom. My dad started to let Cam and I switch off with Jordan, he disembodied himself from the circle. Every night on Cam’s night, I would sneak through the bathroom and steal Jordan. The next morning, he’d ask why she was in my room, and I would say ‘She opened the doors by herself and walked in!’ He would say, ‘Ok, maybe she won’t next time.”
Years went by, and I grew, as well as Jordan, Cam, my mom, and my dad, and Jordan started to become my dog. Slow, very slow, but she did, and by the time I was in third grade, she was sleeping with me every night. We also rescued a Yorkie named Jazzy, and she got along with Jordan extremely well. Cam wasn’t as worried about Jordan, all of his attention on the new, toy like pet.
Third and fourth grade went by in a snap, and then I became king of the elementary school (5th grade). Only I didn’t feel so king-like in towards the middle of the year.
Halfway through fifth grade, Jordan’s spine
Kelly was mine, Jordan was dad’s, Mokaluka and Cake-Dog were my brothers, and my mom sat there quietly, watching and waiting. Well of course my brother didn’t win, and I really lost badly too. Jordan was the name. I remember looking at her and thinking, ‘you silly mutt.’
“She’s my dog; nobody else's but mine...but I can share her with you guys every now and again.” my dad said with a with a wink.
My dad began to let Jordan sleep with me and my brother, whose name is Cam, and we switched off every other night. So it would be a triangle: my parents, me and Cam would switch off with her. It was fun, spending long nights hiding under my blanket from the “monsters” under my bed. Having pillow fights that I knew I would win every time (not to get cocky or anything). We would play tag in my room, jumping around until my parents came in complaining.
A year went by surprisingly quick, and my family's rent for our house was over. At the same time, my dad’s work (Ascent Solar), moved to a place called Thornton, Colorado.
My dad said, “Kid’s, We’re moving to Thornton, for work! We can all tour the houses, so everyone can help choose our home. We won’t be renting, so we can stay as long as we …show more content…
“Ok, but I want to still be able to make new friends easily.”
We found a great home, located in a beautiful neighborhood. My brother’s and I’s rooms are located next to each other, connected by a Jack and Jill style bathroom. My dad started to let Cam and I switch off with Jordan, he disembodied himself from the circle. Every night on Cam’s night, I would sneak through the bathroom and steal Jordan. The next morning, he’d ask why she was in my room, and I would say ‘She opened the doors by herself and walked in!’ He would say, ‘Ok, maybe she won’t next time.”
Years went by, and I grew, as well as Jordan, Cam, my mom, and my dad, and Jordan started to become my dog. Slow, very slow, but she did, and by the time I was in third grade, she was sleeping with me every night. We also rescued a Yorkie named Jazzy, and she got along with Jordan extremely well. Cam wasn’t as worried about Jordan, all of his attention on the new, toy like pet.
Third and fourth grade went by in a snap, and then I became king of the elementary school (5th grade). Only I didn’t feel so king-like in towards the middle of the year.
Halfway through fifth grade, Jordan’s spine