by Melissa Wegner
My boxer, Brandon, just loved his grammy. And my mother loved him more than life itself. When he wanted attention he would go over to his grammy and set his head on her knee. He then would snort and look up at her. She would proceed to lightly tap him on his neck and sing over and over until he was done with his attention "Brandon & Grammy, Brandon & Grammy" He just loved that. After he was done he would lay down on the couch and go to sleep.