So imagine this: At home without dogs, my older brother Ethan says I WANT A DOG for about the thousandth time that week. My mum must of getting fed up so she looked up some dogs photos. We selected this brown dog. I thought we were getting her tomorrow. We got the supplies. we did this long drive, like five hours. I thought nothing about it. But when we arrived, oh, so many cute, cute doggys! We got Pepper and my dad said she was related to King Charles. Yeah, the dog. We named our dog Pepper. Pepper’s parents were on vacation so they couldn’t say goodbye. 😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺🥺😭😢😔☹️😞😕🙁😟😿🫤I know. So sad. On our way home Pepper started whining. I looked at her where she was in her cage and saw that she vomited. We MUST of fed her too many treats at the dog shelter. Oops. We didn’t get mad. I think that was what Pepper was afraid of. We returned home. Apparently, Pepper wasn’t potty trained because she weed on our carpet near the window. My mum was furious. She basically punished poor Pepper until Dinner. We had Pepper for five years. She is now potty trained. She is so very cute. I treat her like a princess but she doen’t act like one. I love, my whole family loves her. Well, bye.
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