We adopted a beautiful and loving dog that we named Tickets two years ago, on Rachel's birthday.
We're picking up our dog at JFK today. We don't know what her name is.
Baltimore, MD 24 Miles
I'm bored, and the bathrooms are disgusting!
She's coming out at 10am.
We woke up at 3am to go pick up our dog in New York. Her name is Paula, but we want to change it. Gosh, we didn't get enough sleep, but who cares? We're getting a dog!
So, we're road tripping to New York. The ride is long. We packed for the dog, and Katie packed a knapsack. We have mint gum. We cross bridges; Rachie and Katie fall asleep, and then we finally arrive. By the way, why can't I get a car that drives forward?
We reserved a parking spot, so we just parked, and explored the airport. We have to wait a while to pick up the dog. Katie is bored/impatient, and there are police with guns.
So, we brought Paula back to our car, but we had to take her out of the crate, because the crate can't fit in the trunk. We start driving away from JFK airport. We take a break at one rest stop for lunch, and so the doggie can pee. Then, we continue home. We accidently took a wrong exit, so we were going north. It started raining.
Rachel texts, "I'M BORN" because it's her birthday, and she turned 14. Also, check out her new shoes. Go Pride!
Ticky is sad and lonley and confused and scared. We set up her crate, ate dinner, and ya know,go to bed. We did it! We got a dog! Happy 2 years with Tickets! Happy 16th birthday, Rachel!