Frank had already left for his weekly ritual at the office, and I was in a deep, well-deserved sleep, which was abruptly interrupted by deliberate, rhythmic, heavy breathing 4 inches from my face. When I forced my eyelids to open, six eyeballs stared back. The child with the largest eyeballs spoke first. I groped for words. Paris, you should always trust your parents.
Dogs are a lot of work.
Mom, all my friends have dogs, and all the neighbors have dogs. Mrs. Corcoran feels bad that Jonathan is an only child and they bought a dog as a playmate. The Andersons have a dog. That's because they have six kids and Mrs. Anderson uses the dog to keep the younger children busy. Jordan finally interjected in frustration.