I never knew the NOUN having a pet could have on a person's life until we adopted our first dog, a small, female mixed Terrier with a ADJECTIVE underbite, and later, our big, black male Shepherd. The female, Jazmyne, must have felt a sense of NOUN every time she escaped to the neighbor's yard. But as she got older, she stopped running over there and became more like a FAMILY MEMBER than a pet. When we got Baxter as a puppy, he learned how to use the doggy door from watching Jazmyne go in and out of it. I think he also learned his NOUN with loud noises from her. She was what we called "skittish." I'm ADJECTIVE when the wind blows noisily, and this big black dog who typically has considerable NOUN and a booming bark, runs and finds NOUN in our closet. But when Jazzy died about a year ago, I PAST TENSE VERB real pain and loss. As I began to heal and just VERB what an important part of our family she was and that Baxter still is, my daughter and I decided to have a matching image that PLURAL VERB our fur babies tattooed on our sides. I have no NOUN about this being my first and only tattoo because before this, I never found anything to be important enough. But I'm proud I chose to VERB part of my body to these two lovely companions.
