It was mid-June when my brother came running from my neighbor's house to tell us about their new, white, fluffy dog named Simba. My brother was head over heels, and since that day, it became our personal mission to convince our parents that we should get a dog of our own.

Ever since my brother was a little kid, he always wanted a male dog. The dog's name would be Fifa, however there was one problem: every time my brother would bring up this topic, my parents would provide us with multiple reasons why we could not get a dog. My parents would say, "It's not easy to take care of a dog," or "Most dogs shed a lot." For the whole month of June, after my dad came from work, my brother Aryan and I annoyed our parents for a dog.

At one point, my parents told him that they would observe my brother and I for 30 days to see if we were responsible enough to have our own dog. For the next 30 days, my brother would have his wallpaper as "29 more days until a dog!" and so on. Finally after observing us for 30 days, my parents agreed on looking for dogs at shelters.

We arrived to the first shelter, and I wanted to buy all the puppies there. My absolute favorite was a girl named Minnie, but she was already sold so we decided to go to another place called Petland at Mall of Georgia. As we entered Petland, my brother would repeat, "Can we get this dog, he's so cute!" Every dog my family saw, my brother would utterly love him or her. These daily weekend trips to the shelter went on from July to mid-August. One weekend, my parents and my brother went to a nearby shelter in Johns Creek and found a sweet, shy puppy who was very playful. My dad genuinely loved that dog.

"His creamy shade of fur made him look like a fuzzy carpet," said my brother. I was not at that shelter that day because I had a had my first AP Biology test so I needed to study.

That following Wednesday, my parents made the best decision ever. I had to stay after school for a club meeting so my brother was home first. As my brother walked back to our house, my mom indicated to him to come from the garage door and closed the door. He opened the door and said "Can we go and see the puppy—." He stopped to find a furry-looking creature sitting patiently to be played with. My brother threw his backpack and ran towards him and hugged my mom.

He immediately started crying, and while he was wiping his tears he yelled, "Thank you, thank you, thank you so much mama!"

My reaction, on the other hand, was very funny. After my dad picked me up from school, he was telling me I would have to be responsible if we got a dog. We arrived home, and when I opened the door and started walking towards the kitchen, I stopped to see a fluffy pillow on the ground. As I walked near it, it turned around, and I was shocked! My parents surprised my brother and I with our family dog, Fifa! He is literally the cutest thing in the world.

Nowadays, I come home looking forward to play with him. Currently, Fifa is 3 months old, and my family dressed him up for Halloween.