A little while later I said that maybe she could have a dog in 7th grade. I got my first dog in 7th grade, so that was a good time. She threw up her hands and stormed to her room. Ug...that makes me a little crazy, so my natural response was "OH MY GOD, I'M SIX AND MY LIFE IS TERRIBLE!!" I know, bad choice, but the drama wears me out.
Prince C went to her room to discuss it with her. When they returned it was decided that she could have a dog for her birthday if she took care of our dogs when she's at our house and her Mommy's dogs while she's there, EVERYDAY.
She wants a Shih Tzu. Shoot me now. Oh, Wait....It's never going to happen ANNNND if it does -- it'll be at J's because that's what Ella wants. Oh, and, J doesn't know about this dog yet.
xxoo,
Frootie!