Some exciting stories from the childhood of Justine

Okay, here's a story from when I was like, seven or so. I had this dog named Daisy, and she was a shelty and really adorable. So one day me and my family were going to go get ice cream and I was sitting in the back seat (middle seat) with my older brother Craig and older sister Nikki. Our family friend, Shawn, was sitting in the passenger seat and Daisy was in that space between the two front seats, you know, where there's that gap.. So, Daisy was sitting in the gap facing me with her paws and my dad turned on the radio; it was this real peppy, pop sounding song with a keyboard. Shawn took Daisy's little paws and started making it look like Daisy was playing the keyboard to the music- getting all into it, and I think the best part of it was that Daisy's face remained completely nonchalant and bored the whole time. It was so hysterical that I started laughing really, very hard and peed my pants. Then, the fact that I had peed myself made me laugh way harder, and all the while Shawn kept playing with Daisy's paws. I'm laughing right now actually as I recall the memory.
Alright, so now a story about art. I used to draw this signature puppy of mine. I drew it everywhere, all the time. It was just an oval, with a circle on top, then ears and swirly nose which also doubled as whiskers, and then the paws on the tummy. And then one day somebody asked me if the paws were boobies, and I was like, "No! They are paws! Oh my god.. they're paws.." and I was embarrassed so forever after that I always put the paws on the side of his tummy.