As a child, madam Mo had had a dog. She had not wanted it at first, but her parents had insisted, telling her that it would teach her responsibility. She had hated taking it out for walks and cleaning up after it. At least in the beginning, but as time had worn on, madam Mo had begun to see the benefits of her dog...Buddy( a very common name), but when she had been naming him, she had not really cared.
Then, as time had passed, she had begun to see the benefits of Buddy. A little girl with a dog, could be both intimidating and cute. She used to shake down the other kids in the neighborhood for their candy while Buddy stood guard.
Growling at anyone who dared to make a move. Then whenever parents questioned her, she would do her best to look as innocent as possible. Buddy making pitiful little sounds next to her, the two of them cowering.
