My Two Writing Teachers colleagues and I are hosting the 16th Annual March Slice of Life Story Challenge, in which teachers from around the world participate by posting a story per day.

This year, the SOLSC gives me a chance to record memories of our little dog, Indie, who died in January. I want to write these down while they are still fresh, so that my family and can read them later and remember not only Indie, but little slices of life across the years.

My kids are nine years old and thirteen now. When they were babies, any time one of them cried, our little dog, Indie, would howl along with them. When they cried, he cried. Sometimes when one cried, the other would also cry, and then Indie would cry too. It’s funny to us now, but at the time it was terrible. Everybody wailing and howling away.

Indie also sometimes “sang” along with us. If we sang a long “Ooooo” sound he would do, “Awoooo!”

When Lily was a toddler she went through a harmonica phase, and in a way, so did Indie. Here they are: