I was ten when I got my Freckles, and I remeber everything about that day we brought her home. I had been begging through my whole childhood for a dog, and kept getting shot down by mom and dad. Finally, they set up a "point system" where I would earn points for good behavior, doing chores, good grades, etc., and then I could 'spend' points on movies, toys, etc. If I reached 500 points by the end of summer, I could get a dog - my parents never thought I'd make it. Well, I didn't spend any of my points, and I reached 500 by spring. On June 15, a week after school let out for the summer, my parents took me dog shopping, and Frecks came home. She meant so much to me - more so than normal, maybe, because I had waited so long and really earned the right to have her!