So I have a dog name Sweetie.
I love her to death.
I've had her since she was a puppy.
My mom hates her.
So of course, she sold her to someone else.
Just like she did with my other dog, Lissie.
She always gets rid of the one thing that is close to me in the house I live in.
I still think about Lissie all the time.
Wondering if she's okay, if she is happy, or if she remembers me.
How I loved that dog, and I knew she loved me.
Sweetie is over one year old, and she always comes to see me, plays with me and if my door is closed, sits out side waiting for me to come out.
I'm tired of being promised that I'll get to keep the dog I choose.
Then in a few years, she gets sold to someone who probably wont treat her like I do.
If the dog doesn't do what mom wants it to to, she gets rid of it.
And it always hurts me.
I want to keep my Sweetie.
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