Feb 27, 2013:

Fifteen years ago when I was three and my older sister was six my dad decided to surprise us with a very special gift. I can barely remember because I was so young but from what I can remember the very special gift was under a blanket and it moved. I remember being so excited because I had no idea what it was. Finally he removed the blanket and revealed the most beautiful puppy I've ever seen.. Chelsea was a full blooded Golden Retriever. I loved her so much. She took care of Kelsey and I. She would always walk right beside us, sleep with us, and watch movies with us. When I learned how to ride a bike, which it is very hard to learn how to ride a bike in the country because of the tall weeds, loose gravel, and dirt. Anyway, she would always circle me when I would attempt to ride my bike and when I would fall she would lay down beside me until I would get up and if I hurt myself she would always go and get my parents. She was an awesome and loving dog. She was never too hyper and she was always good natured. She never growled at us, pounced on us, or scratched us. She watched over my sister and I for a good six years and then she passed away due to old age. I remember that day, my dad even cried (and he doesn't cry very often especially about a dog). She will always be my first dog, best friend, and a part of my family.