The first 3 dogs in my life were all born at Ed Johnson's Beagles, a breeder in Lyndhurst, NJ. I worked there as a teenager, it was my first job and I got paid 1/2 minimum wage with taxes taken out. Ginger was acquired when I was 4 and died when I was 18; Sally came to me in 1982 when I first moved to New York City and tragically ran away never to be found a year later. Buddy Boy came next, he bridged my life between being single and married. I only had ashes and tags for Buddy Boy.