Sunday, April 5, 2009


On March 26 I turned 8 years old. The day before my birthday my dad came in the door with two sacks in his hand. I got a little sad because I had been asking for a bike for my birthday.I have been wanting a dog for 3 years. I opened the big sack first, there was a pink towel a dog toy and a dog. I screamed as loud as I could. I went and hugged my mommy and daddy as hard as I could.
So, enjoy these pictures of my new yorkie, Rosie!