When I stepped into the gray trailer all i thought was that "Great just great my Uncle John was here to take me out to eat again." I stepped on the tile flooring that meets the soft curly light brown carpet and saw my grandma sitting on the love chair tlking to my uncle john who was on the couch. I walked in and went to the kitin and my uncle said "Tommy will you come here and see what is poking into my back real fast?" I came out of the kicthin and he lift his back from the couch and to my suprise raised a little brown doxin. "ohh my gosh" was my words as i lifted the tiny brown dog into my arms.
" Is he mine?" I asked as the happiness came over my mind. "Why yes his yours you have been wanting a dog for awhile." my grandma told me in a of course voice. "Whats his name?" I asked my grandma. "Well his yours you name him." my grandma told me. "Umm I've got it how about Buddy!" I exclamied. Since then me and Buddy have been great pals and we never go anywhere without him unless we get in trouble for it. but We still have great memory's with each other.
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Good job, Tommy! You'll have to bring him over and introduce him to our wild man, Gatsby.
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