Let's Get One of These

This evening, mysteriously, the house was run over by these notes. They were everywhere, on the bathroom counter, on the mirror, on the shower door, in the bathroom, on the beside table, several over the stairs, on the walls, on the linen closet door, on the computer monitors..(they are everywhere!). 

Little miss Haana wants a dog. I might have unwittingly encouraged her too. I love dogs too. And at one point i agreed with her, i want one too. 

Growing up, i did exactly what she's doing right now - urge my parents to get a dog. I tried unsuccessfully to adopt a puppy off the streets, multiple times. And then when i was in 7th grade, we were visiting my aunt and she was fostering a puppy she got from her friend, and this time, i was able to get my parents to adopt it! His name was Lucky, and it was quite a ride we started on! I have to admit, in spite of good intentions my parents ended up with much of the work for Lucky. He was a run away dog, or at least, he had a significant phase where he liked to run away from home. I did shoulder the responsibility to go find him, run after him and catch him to get home. It was an unenviable task. My sister and I tried training him to fetch, sit, shake (hand/paw); even attack (we figured he should be an attack dog). He was a smart dog, probably too smart, that he was almost incorrigible. When he passed away, i think my mom felt the saddest. Even though she didn't want to get a dog initially, she was very fond of him. And she was so sad when he died. I had already moved out to live in the US, I didn't see him in the end. 

Now little miss Haana wants a dog. She's been treking all her neighborhood friends and mine that we are going to get one. They ask me about it. I tell them she's been telling me we're going to get one too! As much as i would like to get one, might have enough on our hands already!