A few days passed, and I had finally gotten over not getting a dog. I was chilling at my house watching tv, bored as ever , until my mom came downstairs and announced that she was going to the store. I said “ok I’ll see ya later”, and my mom left. A couple of hours had passed, when my mom asked me if I could help her with the “bags”. So I went.
Once I got outside, to my surprise, a tiny,
little, black and white dog with big brown eyes looking up at me. Immediately I burst into to tears and picking up my new dog I asked “is it a boy or girl”? It was a boy and I promised myself if I ever got a boy dog I would name him Gizmo. So that's what I named him. A few months passed, when my family and I were joking around when we decided that Gizmo’s full name is Gizmo Fred Green Jr the 3rd.
Ever since the first day I got Gizmo it’s been awesome.Except for when he poops in the crate of course.That was the story about one of the best things that’s happened to me.