It was a week or two after I moved in my new house. I had been ready for about two weeks to get a new dog.Then my mom pulled up in her car. I was so thrilled to finally see my new dog.Then my mom ask me if I wanted to hold her I said yes .When I got to hold her she felt like a ball of fuzz.i did not want to put her down but when i did she walk around the house for a little bit .Then GIZMO found a cozy corner and went to sleep.That night I thought to myself I was so proud and happy that I got a new dog.I was responsible and with responsibility alway comes with a prize .