“Gr..Graham? What the…” I said, reaching my hands up to touch whatever was in my face. I heard the people laughing at me from behind.
“Haha.” I said sarcastically to them. I opened my eyes. I saw the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. It was small, and maybe even smaller than the palm of your hand. I gasped.
Graham was holding a small puppy. It was a teacup Pomeranian, I had had one when I was little.
“Thank your parents, not me.” He said, smiling. He knew just what to do to make me happy. “Her name’s Izzy. Isabella, but Izzy for short. She’s from the lady down the street. What’s her name.. Dayna. She’s a great person. She’s already given Iz all her shots and she is going to pay for her spaying because it was a puppy from her litter.” Graham got up from the kneeling position on the ground and put Izzy down on the floor. She had a huge red ribbon tied around her neck.
“We had a little trouble with the bow, but we compromised.” Graham said, laughing.
“Graham! She is so cute! Thank you guys!” I said. I now knew this dog had the answers to everything. She kept me going.
“Let’s eat!” Graham said to everyone, and they began filing towards the kitchen and dining room.
“Like her?” Graham asked after everyone had gone to the kitchen.
“Like her? LIKE HER? Graham, I love this dog!” I said, getting up and hugging him. “Thank you so much.” I said.