pugs and kisses

noahs ark theroy part 1

I know its weird but I wake up early on a Saturday,but this wasn't any Saturday;it was my birthday.And once I opened my eyes, iwas totally awake.

I sat up in bed and thought:this could be the year when my wish for a dog of my own could come true. Because I had more than just a wish-i had a plan

In our family we have 2 birthday traditions: 1 the breakfast cupcake, and 2 you get to pick the place you want to go. This year i wasn't picking restaurant or a movie or a store . my place was going to be the dog shelter on Avenue B.

I'd checked the other day ,and they had tons of puppies.I hadn't let myself look too closely at any of then I didn't want to accidentally fall in love with one of there, cute furry faces in case my plan didn't work out.

I got out of bed quietly,so as not to wake up my older sister, Talisa,who was asleep in her bed across our room.I went into the bathroom to wash up, and as I looked in the mirror,I wondered ifi looked any older. But I had to admit that I looked pretty much the same: sholder- length wavy brown hair;brown skin;light brown eyes... And still very short.

I retuned to my room to get dressed in the semi-dark,thinking about the next part of my plan. Even though Mom had been saying "No dogs allowed" for as long as id been alive, I had science on my side. Or at least, a theory of my grandmother's.

When my sister and I were little, Abuelita Elena used to tell us about her "Noah's ark theory." She said that, just like the animals on the ark,everything works better in pairs.

Now, I dont have a dog of my own, but I doget to take  care of a dog almost every day. Osito is an adorable black pug that belongs to my upstairs neighbor Mrs.Ramirez. Mrs.R is in her 60s,and has had back surgery last year,so she has trouble with the stairs of our bilding. I help her out by walking Osito and tackling him to the dog run in the park for some exercise. But Osito has been a little down lately. He and I are very close, so I can tell.I think he needs to be part of a pair.

If I  had a dog for him to hang out with in the bidding he wouldn't be so alone anymore. Both Osito and Mrs.R would be happier. And me to, of course.

The problem is Moms not hugest fan of my spending so me time with Osito. But she never  says I can't take him out,because she knows Mrs .R need's the help.

I tied my sneakers, glanced at the time and decided to have a quick bowl of cereal  before heading upstairs to go get Osito for his walk. Then I remberd - no boring old cereal today! There was always a delicious cupcake from Butter Lane Bakery waiting for me in the kitchen. Mom always left the birthday cupcake sitting at you're place at the table. I dashed out of my room, went straight to the kitchen and over to my spot at the table, and saw... No cupcake. Instead, there was  a note from Mom.And it was not a happy birthday note, either.

Author note: i stopped right here cuz ive been working on this chapter for a hr and 20 mins I'll make a part 2 tomorrow I promise😊http://cdn.kikakeyboard.com/image/2016080810052514.png