living in Ohio. We had a small house and a little white dog named curls. I remember loving that little dog, she and I were almost inseparable. She was my first best friend that I can recall. I think the reason this has always stuck with me is when my parents divorced my mom took myself and my siblings to Utah and my dad stayed in Ohio with Curls. I never did see her again after my parents divorced. She and that house are the only memory I have of when my parents were still together.