Mr. Big was a greyhound.
He was not very fast but he had the perfect disposition to be a pet.
I found Mr. Big a home.
Mr. Big's best friend at that home was a rabbit.
It's no wonder he couldn't race!
I grew up in Logan, West Virginia. Most of my stories are about my childhood but I write about anything that I feel like writing about. I have been posting some great pictures that I found at my Granny Brennan's house - some of them from the turn of the century