Libby Gits
11/3/2011
Mr. G for the First Time
Let me tell you about what could me the most important moment of my life. It all started with three people waiting on a street corner. My dad was in Washington retreiving our new family member. We were getting a “West Highland Terrier,” Westie for short. Me, my mom and my sister were waiting and waiting and waiting. I don’t like waiting. ‘When is Daddy coming?” I said. “Soon.” My mom said. “But Mom!” I said. “Be patient.” Mom said. “Uhh!”
We stopped talking. We waited a little while and then saw my dad’s car! We saw a little white shape in the car. I felt so excited! When my dad pulled up, he opened the door and there was a small white dog with pointy ears.
We loved him so much! He was nervous at first, but he got used to us. He is the guard dog of the neighborhood! Mr. G. has the ego of a movie star! He is a “ladies man” and we love it. I realized our lives would never be the same.
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