(I might start doing story times lol... the cockroach one was fun to make lmao)
(again, it's unedited and hella long, good luck)
OKAY.
This one is for all you folks who want a puppy. Now, just stay till the end, okay. And trust me, hardly any puppy experience is like mine (go figure).
So, if you guys haven't been reading anything in this book, I have a dog named Cinder. I got her when she was five weeks old (SHE TURNS ONE THIS MONTH AHDSKSH). This was last year in July, and basically, we'd been looking for a dog. Like my mom didn't really want one, but me and my little sister looked anyways, you know, cause we were gonna get one, right. So my brother's girlfriend is friends with this girl who had a litter of puppies she was trying to get rid of or else they were going to go to the pound because she didn't have room for them. And I was like:
NO DOG IS GOING TO THE POUND ON MY WATCH, BITCH.
Now, technically, a puppy isn't supposed to be separated from its mother until it's eight weeks old, but the momma was a bitch (quite literally) so they couldn't leave them with her. And like I said, the girl who got them didn't have room for them all (there was twelve, I think).
So my mom messaged her, and tbh, she was like the fourth girl we messaged about a dog so we didn't expect a reply back.
THIS GIRL REPLIED THE NEXT DAY.
She was like "I have five left, and only one girl. I can send you pics so you can choose and we can meet up later, if you can?"
AND ME AND MY LITTLE SIS WERE LIKE:
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Diaries of an Angry Fangirl
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