I don't know if I made a post about it or not, but 3 months and some weeks ago my dog, Diamond passed away. I was at a friend's house while my parents took her to the vet and had her put down. She had been losing a lot of weight and throwing up straight water for the few days leading up to it. My parents were just taking her in to see what was wrong and if anything could be done. But when I got back the trucks were back and nobody was inisde, I went around back and found my dad digging the hole.
Anyway, my mom's cousin sent us an e-mail saying that her rottweiler just had a litter and she'd save one for us if we wanted it but it wouldn't be ready to leave it's mother until June. So on the 23rd when my mom starts her vacation from work we're gonna make the trip up to get the dog. I'm just pumped that I'm getting a new dog. One of these ones:
I decided on what I'm going to name her: Harley Quinn.