fvf frgrt tgrgtr trgtrgtrg gtrtgtr tgtrgtr tgrtgrtg gtrgtr gtgtrtg gtrtgtr tgtgrrtg gtrgtr tgrgttr gttgrtg tkber tribgr tibri tribvi rivtri tb rtb tjrng tkjrjn tron trn tkrjnf tgrtgtgr It was a pretty day in the summer in 1901. The sun was out, beating down on the kids that were playing outside. There was never a quiet moment. If it weren’t the kids, it was the traffic. About an hour passes and “the child” sees a little brown dog trotting down the sidewalk with a little rope hanging around it. The little brown dog walked over to the little boy and laid down on his feet.