Earl & Ginger at the Bar
Grandma & Grandpa always had a dog. There was FeFe the chihuahua the mother of my first dog Tootie who grandma gave me when I was 6 months old, Chita the mean chihuahua, and the one that was Grandma's favorite Ginger. Ginger was just as her name suggests a ginger brown little chihuahua with a big personality. Everyone loved her. Grandpa would take her everywhere; on his bicycle in a basket; he loved when people would stop and talk to him about this little dog. He was like a celebrity when he had the little dog with him, especially when he went into the bar. The bartender sometimes would even poor Ginger a small glass of her own. I witnessed this myself going to the bar with him when I was about 20 years old. But in the evening she was always sitting by Grandma watching TV. All this came to a disrupt end when she got away from Grandpa and got hit by a car. Losing her was very devastating to Grandpa, Grandma, and Kim. How did Grandpa replace Ginger? With Becky the crippled chihuahua. He still got a lot attention from people but usually more like sympathy; they would say ohh that poor little dog.

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