I traveled 3000 miles away from home to explore new places, find a new home, and see what Baltimore had to offer. As I explored the area the magic and mystery of my childhood memories faded away and I began to feel lost and alone without my Big Dog. She had been maliciously hidden from my suitcases and moving boxes. Her white and gray body hidden away at the back of my father’s closet where her once vibrant red bow, now a crumpled mess, became muted by the darkness. I often thought of all the comforting my beloved stuffed sheep dog had provided for me throughout my adolescence. It was a shame I wouldn’t share the first six months of Baltimore, of my transition between a girl to a young woman, with my Big Dog.
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