Amber stood in front of her mother. "Amby!" Said Amber's mother. "You know Milo only just left us!"
Milo was Amber's all-time best friend, who was a tabby cat. "Yes, Mum, I know he died but-" started Amber. "No buts! That dog is not our type! You know Milo died a few months ago!" Her mother cut her off. Amber walked away sadly. She just wanted a puppy. She didn't care whether it was a boy or a girl, or what breed. She just wanted a dog.
There was one perfect dog that she found. A gorgeous kelpie puppy, with large bulging eyes, that made Amber's heart melt. Then she realized what 'not our type' meant. It said that the puppy was $1,500. Amber groaned. Her blonde hair shimmering. Still, the puppy was perfect. She trained her eyes on the dog. "Tess" she whispered. That dog was Tess. Her Tess...