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Personal Narrative: Growing Up In Long Island

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Fun or weird fact there—growing up in Long Island, I actually never met another female Ashley until I was 15 years old. Prior to that, the only Ashley I ever knew was a male exchange student, from Haiti... random right? I’m currently have a 10, 9, 8 year old, and a 7 month old... Achilles (Husky/Shepard mix), Jellybean (New Zealand White Rabbit), Kingston (Poodle/Shih Tzu Mix), and Lola (Chihuahua). They are my fur-babies, but no worries, no weird animal scents if we ever have to meet. Between my boyfriend and I, there are 4 turtles, but his tanks were bigger so he gets to keep them, and the Husky/Shepard

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