That next day while she held me stroking my back softly, he stared at me. With a deep sigh, he said, "let's keep him." Me? Did he really mean me? She squeezed me softly and petted me. I heard her soft voice saying thank you and I felt so much love.
What should we name him? she asked.
hmmm, said the man.
How about Lynnard Skynnard? We can call him Lynny.
I licked her hand and snuggled close.
I had a name. I had a family. My story changed and now a new one begins.
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