My Grandma took me to see my new baby sister in the hospital (I was 2 1/2), but didn't want us to show up empty-handed. She took me to a floral shop and let me pick out anything I wanted, and what my 2-year old mind wanted to bring my Mom and new sibling was a flower bouquet in the shape of a poodle. I still remember this and while I don't think we have any photos of the actual bouquet, I can visual a few scenes from this day in my mind. I have to wonder if it is my very first retained memory since I can't think of anything else from that far back. When that same Grandma forwarded me an email full of puppy bouquets I knew I wanted to write down the memory to preserve it.