I love dogs, my favorite part of a dog is their paw pads, my dog’s paw pads are spotted just like a milk cow, she’s just a funny sweet ole’ mutt, so funny that mutt. I’m a firm believer that if someone doesn’t like dogs, they haven’t spent any time around a good one. I enjoy the smell of toast and the growl of coffee in the morning. I like thrifting and gifting. I love the enthusiasm in my dad’s voice when I call. I like my best friend’s deep raspy and irresistible accent. When I was four years old I started baton because that’s what my older sister and cousins were doing, I twirled my baton around and threw it as high as my petite arms could, did a cute curtseys while it was in the air, missed the grab and clobbered my sister in the head with it, sorry Ang. Naturally, I quit and started playing co-ed soccer the next season, meaning I was the only girl. I hate baton. I love soccer. Gifts should always be wrapped gift bags depreciated the thoughtfulness of the gift.