Personal Writing: My Dog Skippy When I was little I loved animals. Although most children have pets, I could not convince my parents into allowing me to have one until my pre teens. I could not have been happier the day my family went to the pound and I picked out my dog Skippy. Skippy loved to run and he was loyal to me and I will never forget the day I lost him. My mom and I would take Skippy for a run after school some times. We drove down Parker Rd. to an undeveloped neighborhood with a street that resembled a quarter mile race track. As we neared the ghostly street my dog would pace frantically almost unable to contain his enthusiasm. Once we let him out my mom dr