Over the summer break, 8 years ago, when I was 5, I went to Mexico and I was finally heading back home which took at least 1-2 hours. I was so excited but then again upset because I'd miss my other family.
We arrived at my grandmas house. I was only gone for a week, but it seemed so different. The grass was more green, the color white of the house started to fade. The color on the stairs which was also white started to fade to the point you saw wood, but the door was still the same as always.
We got out the car, my two sisters, grandma and I. We walked up the faded Wooden stairs. The door was unlocked, so we all went inside and I saw my family sitting down just talking. Everyone stops and looks at me . We eventually greeted them one by one.
My sister's and I always wanted a puppy so badly. Puppies are adorable! Who wouldn't want one? Anyways, she left the living room, couple minutes later she came back. But she wasn't alone. I freaked out! I couldn't believe it! I was shocked! My siblings and I were so happy, it's what we've been asking for!
He had dirty blonde hair, big brown eyes, brown nose, fluffy soft fur, and was tiny! It was a puppy!! And his name was and still is Coco! He was such a sleepyhead. He loved meeting new people and would want their attention all the time. He was sometimes a brat, not going to lie.
The most cutest thing is, when you tell him "Say Cheese!" In an excited, happy tone in your voice, Coco gets a bit crazy and more cheerful that he ends up smiling, in my opinion it's the most funniest thing but at the same time he looks so adorable.(:
Its 2017 almost 2018, he's 8 years old, and will turn 9 in April but in human years he is actually 56 years old. Hopefully Cocos time doesn't come. He is different from the dogs I've seen. Yes, he gets annoyed easily but he is still nice and friendly with others. Which is why I love him.
