
Number five on my list of 6 amazing things that are going to happen this year is coming tomorrow, in the form of a dog. I have wanted my own dog for as long as I can remember, but a lot of apartments in LA either don't accept dogs, or charge a huge fee to have a dog in your place. Now that Adam and I own our own place, our first priority was to get a dog. We went to a rescue group to meet a number of dogs this morning. I sat down to play with them, and one came running up to me and plopped herself in my lap. She chose me, and I chose her back. She's a 5 month old terrier mix and her name is Pickle. The rescue group is dropping her off at my place tomorrow, and I couldn't be happier. As Adam and I drove away from the rescue place, I started to cry, because my dream of owning my own dog has been years in the making.