I remember my very first pet. It was my miniature beagle. His name was hunter. when I went somewhere on my bike he went with me then I grew up and started to get my license and he went with me in my ride. Then he got to the age were he wanted to hunt so I trained him to hunt rabbit and we went hunting every day I had off. Then one day me and him went out hunting and we got three rabbits and I called for him and called for him but he was no where to be found so I went looking for him and I found him on the road he was crushed by a semi so went and found my brother and me and him went top find the semi driver and grabbed hi by the shirt and asked him why he hit my dog. He said that he couldn’t stop fast enough so I hit him. Know I have two black and tan coonhounds.