… only one month until the dog comes  … only three weeks until the comes … only one week until the dog comes. I was getting the dog’s cage ready. It was finally the day before the dog was supposed to arrive. I couldn’t stop thinking about the dog. That night at dance I wasn’t able to focus. I was feeling nervous. “How will the dog act when she comes? Will she be crazy?”

I got home… l walked into the door looked at the dog’s cage. She came. I thought I was dreaming.

I asked my mom, “How did she come a day early?”

My mom said, “There was a truck that was shipping puppies and dogs.”

I begged my mom to take the dog on a walk. My brothers agreed to the name I picked. Waffles. Waffles and I snuggled on the couch watching TV. After 30 minutes, Waffles and I went to play in the backyard to play. My brothers came too. We played fetch. Waffles ran so fast she ran like the wind. Waffles kept running and running. Waffles got very very jumpy. After it was late, I got into pjs. My brothers and I got to snuggle with the dog and then we went to bed.