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This is a rhythmic story about a little train engine named Mia who loved to sing. She would often sing for her friends during recess or after school. Her friends loved to hear her sing and thought she sounded cool. Sadly, there was one little engine who did not like it all. His name was Bruce, and toward Mia, mean things he would shout and call. One day after school, Bruce was extra mean. On that day, his insults had an extra sting.

The Rottweiler puppy was a gift offered to my Grandfather to replace his long-time farm dog who had died. All farms need a herding dog, a guard dog, and a loving pet, and it is rare to have all these qualities in one dog which made the loss of his dog personally tragic and devastating to the function of the farm business he owned. In upstate New York back in the 1960's, owning a Rottweiler as a pet was unheard of because of their horrible reputation of being vicious and dangerous and only good for junkyard guard dogs.

The puppy was brought to replace our farm's guard dog, herding dog, and longtime cherished pet. Living in upstate New York, rottweilers had a bad reputation, and most people viewed them as fighting dogs or vicious guard dogs for car dealerships and junkyards, which was my Grandfather's opinion. He was worried for us three children he was raising.