My dog and church

I love my dog. She is black and pretty. When I woke up today she was in my bed in what I like to call, her corner, and she was giving me a eye kind of look. She looked so cute. I could never have a better dog than my Chela (my dog). Than I got dressed into my prettiest clothes for church and grabbed a sweater because it was cold. At church I got myself some hot coco at the coffee shop, went to worship, and helped my dad in Bible land. Today was a thrilling day.