I WANT A DOG! <3 <3 <3 oAo;

Crap. I think they’re onto me.

Anyway, I just went to see my wonderful (cough) math tutor! xD;; (That was sarcasm back there. >__>;)

But more importantly, I saw his SUPER! UBER! CUTE! ADORABLE AND SWEET! DOOOOOGGGYYYYYY! 8DDDD! <3 <3 <3 <3 Yesyesyes. Today, since there were no visitors around eating at the dinner table for him to steal food from, we had a fun time playing together! He keeps jumping all over me! And whenever I sit, he jumps right into my lap and nuzzles up! Soooo cute…and whenever I stand up to get something, he follows me with his tail wagging~ (And when I left, he was whining and tried to follow me out! Ahaa~ <3 )

And then I goes home and announce to my parents (for the 100x time), “I want a dog!”, and I expect them to exchange that ‘Here we go again’ look. (But not before they scream all girly when I tell them how I’ve touched a dog and usher me off to some nearby P*rell. Dad sez “Thank goodness you didn’t kiss him or anything”. I did. >__>; Or more of, he did. With his big slobbery tongue, on the chin! Ahaa~)

But instead, they go into a rampage laugh about “Remember that dog we had?” “Remember how you washed it every single day?” “Remember how that gave the little puppy an ear infection?” “That’s why we had to give him away!”

 

The reason why I never had a dog right now isn’t because the dog was born with an ear infection as my parents have consoled me before. It’s because they’re freakin neat freaks that can’t stand the slightest dog hair around, that THEY gave the poor little puppy an ear infection by constantly washing his ears, and then blamed it on the pet store and returned him.

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…I hate my life. =____=;