By TERESA LACY
Staff Writer
In the beginning of July this year I brought a dog home and named her Megan. She was my dad’s at first, but after seeing her there at his house over and over again I decided she would be mine. So I took her, simple.
The first day she got here I had her bed, her food, and treats. I introduced her to my grandparents and they instantly loved her. She wasn’t very playful and she didn’t make any noise… like at all. She followed me everywhere I went. It began to feel like she was something that was missing to complete what I called home. It was like having a silent BFF.
You may ask why I named her Megan. It’s such a human name and it’s because on the low, Megan is a human. No, but I did name her after my literal queen Megan Thee Stallion. Her name before was Mickey, so I just changed it a bit. Now she goes by Megan, Meg, Shmegan, and Shmegladon.
She has so many people that love her now and give her all the attention she needs/wants. My friends LOVE Meg. Megan has met all my closest friends and has peed in all of their rooms. She has a favorite uncle Evan because he feeds her every single time he sees her and her favorite aunt Haley because she never gets mad at Meg when she pees in her room.
Megan and I are now BFF’s and I plan for it to stay that way.