Marbles
Over twenty years ago and far away back when I lived in Osawatomie, Kansas, is where this story takes place. At the time I was working as a Certified Nurse's Aide, and another aide by the name of Scott offered me a pup. So, I came over to his house to pick out a pup. The pups were all black in color. They were all half Lab, a quarter Sharpe', and a quarter Wolf. Scott made sure I saw the grandfather who was a full-blooded Wolf. An animal that you are not likely to see in the wild since they are endangered. Scott told me the farmers would like to kill the wolf, but that would be illegal since they were endangered. I stood about six feet from the old wolf. The pup I chose was Scott's and was named White Toe since it had one white toe. Once I learned it was Scott's I was hesitant to take it, but he insisted. So, I took it and changed its name to Marbles. I was mesmerized by the dog's eyes since one was brown, and