Haikus, drawings, and pasta

I have a somewhat hard time choosing my favorite childhood Emory, but I’ll try my best. My favorite childhood memory is swimming with my favorite cousin Colleen at my dad’s friend’ spool. We were playing something that had to do with altlantis, and the pool had tile in the side that was white and blue, and my dad’s friend’s dog came up to us and tried to lick out faces, so we ducked under the water to dodge him. He was a small Shitzu with curly white fur.