Going back to the beginning of last year when our dog Casper passed away, we noticed that Ruby (dog#2) was lonely out in the backyard and so we would bring her inside and play with her. Then we wanted another dog, but my mom kept saying 'No! You guys will not take care of the dog, you guys hardly took care of Ruby and i don't want another dog!' So that conversation was never brought up again...til about September...my uncle Mario had told my dad that his dogs had puppies and asked if he wanted one. (Mario also brought it up to my mom but my mom shot that down) So a Saturday in October i came home from work to find a small puppy(chocolate lab) sleeping under the computer desk. I was in total shock and confusion and soon after the twinkies told me that the puppy was ours and that my dad had brought her home from Mario's house. And i knew that my mom was mad!
Charlie grew very fast i wish she stayed that little longer but my dad did warn me that she would grow quickly because of the kind of dog she is. Every couple of weeks when i took her to the vet to get her shots she gained at least 5 pounds every time so i knew it wasn't gonna be long til i was not gonna be able to carry her.

So as of now Charlie is pretty big and is still not done growing. She is up to my chin when she stands up. Danny taught her to sit and give her paw. She loves to play obviously and she loves Danny! But once i come into the room or walk outside she goes to me and won't listen to anything, she is a brat but she's getting better to listening to Danny when i am there and even just listening.

I call her my 'Charlie Bucket' and she knows its me calling her. She goes crazy when someone is playing with Ruby and not her. She now walks over Ruby and jumps over her if Me or Danny is petting Ruby. She is crazy! If you have ever seen the movie 'Marley and Me' well my dog IS Marley! She has successfully bent and ripped up my moms broom, ate up the bench on the exercise machine we have outside (why its outside idk but its her chew toy), most of the baseballs that were in the bucket for the batting cage are now just the yarn, and just yesterday she chewed off the water hose from the faucet thing the water comes out from. She is destructo-dog but she is mine and she is a dork and she may tear everything apart but she is lovable. She's my Charlie Bucket
