Puppy Love

So yesterday I went over to Tommy's house to play. After playing inside for a while, we got to put out coats on and go into the backyard. I don't know if you are familiar with Tommy's backyard or not, but it is probably the coolest place in the history of the world.

First off, he has a swing like they have at the park. And you know how much I like swings.

But even better than that, they have a giant puppy that is the greatest thing ever. I could saddle up and ride this thing - seriously. And when Daddy throws a ball, the puppy runs and gets it then brings it back. It was the funniest thing I ever saw. I just sat in the swing laughing my head off.

Even better, the puppy would come up to you and let you pet it... and grab it and poke it and pull its fur and everything you want. And it doesn't get mad. In fact, the puppy even gave me a kiss...



So now I know what I want for Christmas. Not books, not toys, not world peace, but a new house.

Let me explain. Daddy said we can't get a puppy because we live in an apartment. Therefore, logic says that if we get a new house, we won't live in an apartment anymore and we can get a puppy. Makes sense, right?