My first dog was named Lady. I had her when I was around 5 or 6 years old, I can't quite remember. One day, I came home from school and she was gone. I was told by my mother that Lady ran away. For over a month, every day after school I sat on my front porch waiting for her to come back. Years later (when I was 18), my mother told me that was a lie, and that my supposed father got drunk and shot her with a shotgun. I would still like to find her.