Describe your memories of a piece of furniture from your childhood home.
I remember a golden upholstered chair with scuffed-up wooden details of unknown origin (for my young mind at least...come to think of it, I've never thought to ask about its past). This chair was the throne for our beloved black Labrador, Stormy. She was the first animal I remember and the ideal dog; calm and sweet and never too bothered by my attempts to ride her like a horse. After Stormy passed away, we got Jerry (granted, I'm skipping a few dogs in between) who was his own man and fantastic in his own right, but Stormy was one-of-a-kind and I will never forget her or her rickety old chair...
I remember a golden upholstered chair with scuffed-up wooden details of unknown origin (for my young mind at least...come to think of it, I've never thought to ask about its past). This chair was the throne for our beloved black Labrador, Stormy. She was the first animal I remember and the ideal dog; calm and sweet and never too bothered by my attempts to ride her like a horse. After Stormy passed away, we got Jerry (granted, I'm skipping a few dogs in between) who was his own man and fantastic in his own right, but Stormy was one-of-a-kind and I will never forget her or her rickety old chair...
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