It's been 5 months since we're in LA and it's weird that I love this place. I started to get used to being with Clyde, Grandma, Jocelyn and Fred. They're all really nice people. Today is Fred's birthday and we're planning to give him a puppy.
3 years ago, they had a golden retriever named Rufus and he died because he's already 13 years old. Clyde gave the idea to grandma and Jocelyn and they agreed right away. I mean who doesn't love dogs.
"Wake up.. you lazy." I poked Clyde and he just moved his body a little.
"Clydey.. wakey wakey." I said it right in front of his ear. He opened his eyes right away and pulled me to his bed. He hugged me and then he closed his eyes again.
"Clyde.. we're going to get the puppy today." I said but he ignored me.