This is a Yorkshire Terrier. This is the dog I eventually want to get. I ask Jesse to get me a dog all the time, specifically a teacup Yorkie. But I will have to wait until we move out of our apartment. I've never had a dog. So to satify my pet-needyness, we are going to get some goldfish, which I like very much.
I had four really big, pretty goldfish about 2 years ago, but they died. It wasn't my fault. My mom cleaned my fish tank with the wrong utensils, while I was in Las Vegas. She used a rag to clean the inside glass wall which had soap on it. My mom put the fish back in the tank and left the house to run errands. When she returned all my fish were dead, floating on a lot of bubbles.
Later that evening, I received a phone call from my little brother telling me what had happened. I almost started crying, but I didn't, I was just really sad. So I drowned my sorrows in Las Vegas Shopping. I couldn't even flush them down the toilet myself. Oh well, now I know how to take better care of gold fish.
I can't wait to get a yorkie!
2 comments:
The image of Jesse walking a Yokie is too funy for words. Manly!
I think Jesse wants a boxer. Which of course is a very manly dog.
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