Well this is it my first fan fiction, for Friends anyway, I saw the one where Chandler hates dogs. Well….I had to write this one. Friends is not owned by me. It is owned by NBC. Tell me what you think! BTW: This is from a dog's POV!
A Dog's Life
Chapter 1
How to start this story? I guess you could say that it really IS a dog's life. You see that is what I am. Yes, I am a dog. A male Irish Wolfhound, which is the biggest dog around, height wise. Oh yeah, my name is Rocky, not that original, but well my man thought of it. And my family's name is Bing…….and this is my story of how I came to, uh, invite myself in on them.
Well….to start off with. Here I was a puppy on the mean streets of New York. Without a care in the world, besides no one cared for me, so why should I have cared for them. Somehow I, a three month year old puppy, stayed alive, stayed ahead of the dog police and regular police in general, the city of New York is pretty strict when it comes to their leash laws.
AS I said, I had no cares…except to stay out of their traps, and other bad toys. I only had to find food, beg for handouts, or accept charity. I hated the last two, so I just stuck with the first one. Besides with my lack of looks, it was hard for people to want to give anything to a poor, starving puppy. But that is okay, I liked relying on myself more. I had no responsibilities, no cares, no worries, I was happy just to get some grub, either by finding it, which meant rummaging through trash cans, borrowing it, or just plain stealing it. Getting a drink from my favorite water fountain in the park, hanging out with the college kids on their campus (they can be such push over for a quick snack), swiping hotdogs, pizzas, sausages and other foods while the owner is doing something else or it is just being deleivered, and then sitting under a bench and take a nap…..it 's a pretty good life.
Except today, I stopped at the park and watched how those 'poor' other cousins of mine were doing. You know, the kind of cousins that you know that you are related to, but try to never acknowledge. IN short the other dogs that are walked about on a leash, made to play stupid games with kids and their adult owners.
Ewwwww….I hate that thought, owners. Anyway, you know the games, where some human throws a stick or a ball and calls out affectionately…….'GO, Fetch IT!' Someone, PLEASE shoot me if that ever happens to me. I am one free dog…..no one can claim me as his or hers…….no annoying kids to go and 'play' with.
Well…..back to the story. After going through my usual garbage cans and finding nothing in them, some locked down, or getting chased from the rest by the angry cooks, and whoever owns whatever store connected to them, I returned to the park to lay down and mope. I watched other kids and their dogs play with each other, the kids hugging, petting and playing with their dogs, I felt suddenly empty. Like I was missing something….awwwww, I knew what it was, I was just hungry. Once I got myself something to eat the I would be fine.
Just then a small kid started toddling over to me, I just sat there and watched him, out of curiosity. The kid pointed to me and called out 'doggie!'. I suddenly felt better, I don't know why, I felt more alive right then , even when I snagged a pizza out of a deliverer's van, and man that pizza had everything on it, I didn't even feel this good.
The mood was rudely interrupted when the kids mother ran over to him, grabbed him by his hand and led him away. What really hurt wasn't her saying, 'that dog is bad' what hurt was: 'we will get you a pure bred prize winning blue blood, not some hound off the streets'. That was when I realized, I had nothing, I was not a prize winning dog, I didn't have a pedigree, I didn't have papers , I even had no friends, so I was nothing. There are times in every beings life when said being starts to mope around, wondering just what they are going to do. I am not talking about the hunger pains in my stomach. I am talking about the dull empty feeling that goes further inside of me.
'grrrrrrrrrrr' right! Food first, think later.
I stalked up to a hot dog vendor……..yuuummmmmyyyy….. They, the hot dogs and sausages, look and smell SOOOOO delicious. Just then the vendor notices me and starts to give chase. I outdistance him in no time flat. What is it with everyone today……is it gang up on the dog day?
I run back into the park and crawl under my usual bench and lay there panting. Just then a man and a woman come and sit down on my bench. They start talking not to mention eating their lunch. Just then the man knocks his food to the ground.
"Dammit, and I am starving!" Hmmmmmm….it smells good…now let's see if it tastes good. Uh, rule for everybody out there., anything that falls on the floor is legally mine, uh, us canines. I start eating it…..awwwwwwww….baby! Heaven, I am in heaven, with this type of food, oh, I could die a happy dog, right now!
"Tell you what why don't we go back to the apartment and get the rest of the food, that is if Joey hasn't eaten it up yet." The young black haired woman then dragged him up and started to led him back toward their apartment.
"Good idea, I am sooooo glad that I married you!" The man then grins and kisses her on her mouth.
She returns the kiss. "I am too. Well, we had better get going if you want some lunch. Besides we have trash to get out."
Well that ended the conversation for me, after they left, I got up and followed them at a safe distance. Hey, if their 'to go' lunch was that good, then their garbage must be the stuff of a doggies dream come true. I followed them to the building where they lived and staked it out. Finally after thirty minutes they left. And I went toward the garbage room.
For lunch the next day, I went back to the same spot. The brown haired man was there again. I sat behind the bench and watched him for the longest time. Finally, he turned toward me, sighed and shook his head.
"Alright, come here pooch. I have some food for you." He then gave me half his sandwich. "Just don't tell Monica what I did." I scarfed it down. He then cocked his head to one side. "Hey, you know what? I think I can count all of your ribs. Tell ya what, here, take the rest of my lunch." He then handed me the rest of his lunch., which consisted of another sandwich. "You know I usually don't socialize with dogs, but I guess you are not so bad, I mean I probably won't see you again. Well, back to work." He then sighed and got up and walked away.
I watched him leave with a mixture of curiosity, longing and a new feeling. I decided to keep an eye on him. Oh, he would see me again, I would make sure of it. I mean any food that is that good, there was no way that it was going to be a one time thing Why? I guess there were more than one reasons, me being lonely, the days were getting colder, and well….he was the only human that had said something nice to me, because he wanted to and he willingly did give me his lunch, and he wasn't like the rest of the humans. He was actually intelligent.
Later on that day, I saw him walking home, he stopped by this little shop with weird smells coming out of it. As he was there, I went to the place where he went into yesterday, someone left the door opened. So I sneaked inside and hid until I saw him, then I would follow him. I had to find out which apartment was his. Maybe he would let me stay there. So there I lay back in the shadows and waited. Finally he came in and went up the stairs, I could tell it was him, by his smell. Once he came into view, I could see the other woman that was with him in the park the other day. They were having an argument. I followed quietly.
"Chandler, what would be so wrong about having a dog." The woman whined. "You know, a nice poodle, a Yorkshire terrier, a beagle , or….."
"MON, those are girly dogs!" Chandler replied, "Besides, we already discussed it."
"No Chandler, you did. I think having a dog would be nice. I mean think of the protection, the company, and when we have kids….it would be a nice pet!"
They then entered their apartment, with me sneaking in behind. They both stopped all of the sudden. Even I could tell the apartment was a mess. No dog in his right mind would consider living here. Even junkyard dogs have higher standards than that. Even street dogs like it a little neat. But this place was well…looked like a landfill.
"JOEY!" They both explained aloud.
The guy they yelled out name came over, "Whatever it is, I didn't do it!" He then gasped aloud after seeing the apartment.
"What happened here?" Joey asked shocked. Just then the chick and the duck made their entrances. "Hey, I was wondering where you two went to! " He then picked them up and headed back from where he came from.
"Wait! If you didn't know where they were…." Chandler began. Then he and Monica looked at each other. "RACHEL!" But it was too late the woman that was evidently Rachel was headed back down the stairs. While all of this was going on, I snuck into their apartment. Found a place to hide and stayed there watching them clean. Which they did after they entered their apartment.
The lady was very neat, so was the man. But I have never seen anyone clean more meticulously than her. Just then she wrinkled up her nose.
"Chandler, what is that smell?" She asked looking around.
"I thought it was from the birds. But now….." He then started to smell around.
Jus then the woman came to where I was at, bent down and saw me. Well…it was nice being in a nice and warm apartment. Back to the streets for me.
"Chandler! Come here!" She screeched aloud in an excited voice. "Look what I found!"
Chandler came over to where we were at and his eyes got big, "That is the same dog at the park that I fed my lunch earlier today." I whined and thumped my tail.
"Awwwwww….the poor thing is half starved to death. Let's feed him. Then we can call around and see about getting him a home." uh hello, I already, like choose the home I want, I mean that is how it works. Isn't it?
Chandler shook his head, "Mon, Mon, Mon! don't you see we will never get rid of him, I mean after we get done feeding him, then he will have to stay here until we find him a new home and by then we will be attached to him. yup, I KNEW he was intelligent
"Well he is going to be fed. And that is that. Look at it this way, Chandler, at least he is no sissy!" And after that she ended the discussion by going over to the refrigerator to hopefully get something out to eat. Let's just say that I never ate better than that night. the lady is not dumb! I am no sissy, and besides she was right, I was hungry
Of course there was a down side, before I was fed, I was cleaned. The bath was something the three of us would never forget. First they hosed me off out side, then they threw an old towel over my head and carried me back inside, up to their apartment, to the bathroom. Got three different types of shampoo out and started on me. I escaped twice. But they always brought me back. AS soon as they were done, Chandler held me down while Monica brushed my hair, while blow drying it. Finally they were done. They then cleaned up the rest of the apartment.
As soon as they were done, Chandler looked me over. "Well…he does look a little better." Chandler cautiously said. Well thanks….. I guess
"Good, then you can take him to the vet tomorrow!" Monica stated cheerfully. vet? Animal doctor? Uh….maybe I should just leave!
Chandler was sitting on the couch and I decided to join him. "What? Why me?" Trying to push me out of his lap. No luck there bud, you are stuck with me
Monica getting annoyed at the dog for jumping on the sofa. "Well he seems to like you." Well, duh! He is after all the only human that I can stand
Just then there was a knocking at the front door. Monica went over to answer it. "Uh, Richard! HI!"
Chandler seemed to tense up, and I knew that this being was bad news. Well, I decided to help Chandler out by getting that guy out of there! Hey, Chandler needed help, besides something told me that Chandler and I were just alike. SO I jumped down from the sofa and went and stood behind Richard, real close, so when he took a step back, he 'accidentally' stepped on me!
At my yelping people seemed to run toward me from all directions. The guy plus another girl from across the hall came as did Chandler and Monica.
"Awwwww…poor puppy." The blond woman said as she carefully petted me.
"Yeah, hey, how could you hurt this poor little guy?" Joey asked bending down with the rest of his friends, also petted me. Oh, yes I was going to like it here.
"Joey's right, this puppy didn't deserve to be stepped on carelessly by you." The blond pointed out.
"Phoebe, you are right." Joey declared.
"But he got in my way!" Richard shouted out. I started whimpering more and then acted like my paw was hurting by limping on it. That worked like nothing else. They all hugged and petted me more, to put it bluntly, it was making him look like the bad guy, the others were eating it all up. That is Monica, Joey and Phoebe. Chandler just frowned while looking carefully at my paw. I think he knew that I wasn't really hurt.
"You should have watched where you where going! Now this poor dog is hurt because of you." Monica chocked out with tears in her eyes.
Richard then shot back, "Oh, he will be alright. He is just a stupid dog." hey dummy, takes one to know one
Phoebe looked up at him and snarled, "You evil, evil man!" oooooohhhhhh……I liked her, she has a soft spot for animals……hmmmmm….I will have to store that to my memory for use next time "First, you hurt this poor dog, then you insult his intelligence. I think that it would be best if you left."
"Phoebe is right. I want you gone." Monica almost yelled out. you heard the lady, now get
"I think you had better leave." Chandler stated aloud, after standing up. think? Just you wait a bit, Chandler, I will soon have you as the *alpha dog around here *alpha dog=the head of the pack, the one in charge, the leader, the one that gives commands
"Yeah." Joey agreed. "I think that is a good idea. During which time Phoebe and I can buy some dog toys, and food." FOOD! I know that this guy and I will get along!
"Good idea, Joey. I will go with you and get other essentials." Monica stated. "Besides there is something I need to pick up at the store."
The others then went to go and buy doggie things for me like a bed, food and water dish, etc. After they left, I couldn't help it, I lifted my leg to the 'big tree'. He turned in disgust and left. Good riddance to you, you pile of trash!
Chandler who was left there bent down and smiled at me and patted me on the head. I had a feeling he KNEW that I was faking it, the whole time. Nope this human was a smart one. In short I don't think that he would be one to 'play' fetch and other stupid activities. It seemed to be that he was just right for me.
"Well, Pooch, I believe this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship!" Chandler then grinned as he patted me yet again. Yup I feel the same way toward you, Chandler.
Well…first part done! I hope that you liked. The rest is on it's way, give me a bit. I know that it is a little sloppy, but remember it is my first. Thank you! And please review!
A Dog's Life
Chapter 1
How to start this story? I guess you could say that it really IS a dog's life. You see that is what I am. Yes, I am a dog. A male Irish Wolfhound, which is the biggest dog around, height wise. Oh yeah, my name is Rocky, not that original, but well my man thought of it. And my family's name is Bing…….and this is my story of how I came to, uh, invite myself in on them.
Well….to start off with. Here I was a puppy on the mean streets of New York. Without a care in the world, besides no one cared for me, so why should I have cared for them. Somehow I, a three month year old puppy, stayed alive, stayed ahead of the dog police and regular police in general, the city of New York is pretty strict when it comes to their leash laws.
AS I said, I had no cares…except to stay out of their traps, and other bad toys. I only had to find food, beg for handouts, or accept charity. I hated the last two, so I just stuck with the first one. Besides with my lack of looks, it was hard for people to want to give anything to a poor, starving puppy. But that is okay, I liked relying on myself more. I had no responsibilities, no cares, no worries, I was happy just to get some grub, either by finding it, which meant rummaging through trash cans, borrowing it, or just plain stealing it. Getting a drink from my favorite water fountain in the park, hanging out with the college kids on their campus (they can be such push over for a quick snack), swiping hotdogs, pizzas, sausages and other foods while the owner is doing something else or it is just being deleivered, and then sitting under a bench and take a nap…..it 's a pretty good life.
Except today, I stopped at the park and watched how those 'poor' other cousins of mine were doing. You know, the kind of cousins that you know that you are related to, but try to never acknowledge. IN short the other dogs that are walked about on a leash, made to play stupid games with kids and their adult owners.
Ewwwww….I hate that thought, owners. Anyway, you know the games, where some human throws a stick or a ball and calls out affectionately…….'GO, Fetch IT!' Someone, PLEASE shoot me if that ever happens to me. I am one free dog…..no one can claim me as his or hers…….no annoying kids to go and 'play' with.
Well…..back to the story. After going through my usual garbage cans and finding nothing in them, some locked down, or getting chased from the rest by the angry cooks, and whoever owns whatever store connected to them, I returned to the park to lay down and mope. I watched other kids and their dogs play with each other, the kids hugging, petting and playing with their dogs, I felt suddenly empty. Like I was missing something….awwwww, I knew what it was, I was just hungry. Once I got myself something to eat the I would be fine.
Just then a small kid started toddling over to me, I just sat there and watched him, out of curiosity. The kid pointed to me and called out 'doggie!'. I suddenly felt better, I don't know why, I felt more alive right then , even when I snagged a pizza out of a deliverer's van, and man that pizza had everything on it, I didn't even feel this good.
The mood was rudely interrupted when the kids mother ran over to him, grabbed him by his hand and led him away. What really hurt wasn't her saying, 'that dog is bad' what hurt was: 'we will get you a pure bred prize winning blue blood, not some hound off the streets'. That was when I realized, I had nothing, I was not a prize winning dog, I didn't have a pedigree, I didn't have papers , I even had no friends, so I was nothing. There are times in every beings life when said being starts to mope around, wondering just what they are going to do. I am not talking about the hunger pains in my stomach. I am talking about the dull empty feeling that goes further inside of me.
'grrrrrrrrrrr' right! Food first, think later.
I stalked up to a hot dog vendor……..yuuummmmmyyyy….. They, the hot dogs and sausages, look and smell SOOOOO delicious. Just then the vendor notices me and starts to give chase. I outdistance him in no time flat. What is it with everyone today……is it gang up on the dog day?
I run back into the park and crawl under my usual bench and lay there panting. Just then a man and a woman come and sit down on my bench. They start talking not to mention eating their lunch. Just then the man knocks his food to the ground.
"Dammit, and I am starving!" Hmmmmmm….it smells good…now let's see if it tastes good. Uh, rule for everybody out there., anything that falls on the floor is legally mine, uh, us canines. I start eating it…..awwwwwwww….baby! Heaven, I am in heaven, with this type of food, oh, I could die a happy dog, right now!
"Tell you what why don't we go back to the apartment and get the rest of the food, that is if Joey hasn't eaten it up yet." The young black haired woman then dragged him up and started to led him back toward their apartment.
"Good idea, I am sooooo glad that I married you!" The man then grins and kisses her on her mouth.
She returns the kiss. "I am too. Well, we had better get going if you want some lunch. Besides we have trash to get out."
Well that ended the conversation for me, after they left, I got up and followed them at a safe distance. Hey, if their 'to go' lunch was that good, then their garbage must be the stuff of a doggies dream come true. I followed them to the building where they lived and staked it out. Finally after thirty minutes they left. And I went toward the garbage room.
For lunch the next day, I went back to the same spot. The brown haired man was there again. I sat behind the bench and watched him for the longest time. Finally, he turned toward me, sighed and shook his head.
"Alright, come here pooch. I have some food for you." He then gave me half his sandwich. "Just don't tell Monica what I did." I scarfed it down. He then cocked his head to one side. "Hey, you know what? I think I can count all of your ribs. Tell ya what, here, take the rest of my lunch." He then handed me the rest of his lunch., which consisted of another sandwich. "You know I usually don't socialize with dogs, but I guess you are not so bad, I mean I probably won't see you again. Well, back to work." He then sighed and got up and walked away.
I watched him leave with a mixture of curiosity, longing and a new feeling. I decided to keep an eye on him. Oh, he would see me again, I would make sure of it. I mean any food that is that good, there was no way that it was going to be a one time thing Why? I guess there were more than one reasons, me being lonely, the days were getting colder, and well….he was the only human that had said something nice to me, because he wanted to and he willingly did give me his lunch, and he wasn't like the rest of the humans. He was actually intelligent.
Later on that day, I saw him walking home, he stopped by this little shop with weird smells coming out of it. As he was there, I went to the place where he went into yesterday, someone left the door opened. So I sneaked inside and hid until I saw him, then I would follow him. I had to find out which apartment was his. Maybe he would let me stay there. So there I lay back in the shadows and waited. Finally he came in and went up the stairs, I could tell it was him, by his smell. Once he came into view, I could see the other woman that was with him in the park the other day. They were having an argument. I followed quietly.
"Chandler, what would be so wrong about having a dog." The woman whined. "You know, a nice poodle, a Yorkshire terrier, a beagle , or….."
"MON, those are girly dogs!" Chandler replied, "Besides, we already discussed it."
"No Chandler, you did. I think having a dog would be nice. I mean think of the protection, the company, and when we have kids….it would be a nice pet!"
They then entered their apartment, with me sneaking in behind. They both stopped all of the sudden. Even I could tell the apartment was a mess. No dog in his right mind would consider living here. Even junkyard dogs have higher standards than that. Even street dogs like it a little neat. But this place was well…looked like a landfill.
"JOEY!" They both explained aloud.
The guy they yelled out name came over, "Whatever it is, I didn't do it!" He then gasped aloud after seeing the apartment.
"What happened here?" Joey asked shocked. Just then the chick and the duck made their entrances. "Hey, I was wondering where you two went to! " He then picked them up and headed back from where he came from.
"Wait! If you didn't know where they were…." Chandler began. Then he and Monica looked at each other. "RACHEL!" But it was too late the woman that was evidently Rachel was headed back down the stairs. While all of this was going on, I snuck into their apartment. Found a place to hide and stayed there watching them clean. Which they did after they entered their apartment.
The lady was very neat, so was the man. But I have never seen anyone clean more meticulously than her. Just then she wrinkled up her nose.
"Chandler, what is that smell?" She asked looking around.
"I thought it was from the birds. But now….." He then started to smell around.
Jus then the woman came to where I was at, bent down and saw me. Well…it was nice being in a nice and warm apartment. Back to the streets for me.
"Chandler! Come here!" She screeched aloud in an excited voice. "Look what I found!"
Chandler came over to where we were at and his eyes got big, "That is the same dog at the park that I fed my lunch earlier today." I whined and thumped my tail.
"Awwwwww….the poor thing is half starved to death. Let's feed him. Then we can call around and see about getting him a home." uh hello, I already, like choose the home I want, I mean that is how it works. Isn't it?
Chandler shook his head, "Mon, Mon, Mon! don't you see we will never get rid of him, I mean after we get done feeding him, then he will have to stay here until we find him a new home and by then we will be attached to him. yup, I KNEW he was intelligent
"Well he is going to be fed. And that is that. Look at it this way, Chandler, at least he is no sissy!" And after that she ended the discussion by going over to the refrigerator to hopefully get something out to eat. Let's just say that I never ate better than that night. the lady is not dumb! I am no sissy, and besides she was right, I was hungry
Of course there was a down side, before I was fed, I was cleaned. The bath was something the three of us would never forget. First they hosed me off out side, then they threw an old towel over my head and carried me back inside, up to their apartment, to the bathroom. Got three different types of shampoo out and started on me. I escaped twice. But they always brought me back. AS soon as they were done, Chandler held me down while Monica brushed my hair, while blow drying it. Finally they were done. They then cleaned up the rest of the apartment.
As soon as they were done, Chandler looked me over. "Well…he does look a little better." Chandler cautiously said. Well thanks….. I guess
"Good, then you can take him to the vet tomorrow!" Monica stated cheerfully. vet? Animal doctor? Uh….maybe I should just leave!
Chandler was sitting on the couch and I decided to join him. "What? Why me?" Trying to push me out of his lap. No luck there bud, you are stuck with me
Monica getting annoyed at the dog for jumping on the sofa. "Well he seems to like you." Well, duh! He is after all the only human that I can stand
Just then there was a knocking at the front door. Monica went over to answer it. "Uh, Richard! HI!"
Chandler seemed to tense up, and I knew that this being was bad news. Well, I decided to help Chandler out by getting that guy out of there! Hey, Chandler needed help, besides something told me that Chandler and I were just alike. SO I jumped down from the sofa and went and stood behind Richard, real close, so when he took a step back, he 'accidentally' stepped on me!
At my yelping people seemed to run toward me from all directions. The guy plus another girl from across the hall came as did Chandler and Monica.
"Awwwww…poor puppy." The blond woman said as she carefully petted me.
"Yeah, hey, how could you hurt this poor little guy?" Joey asked bending down with the rest of his friends, also petted me. Oh, yes I was going to like it here.
"Joey's right, this puppy didn't deserve to be stepped on carelessly by you." The blond pointed out.
"Phoebe, you are right." Joey declared.
"But he got in my way!" Richard shouted out. I started whimpering more and then acted like my paw was hurting by limping on it. That worked like nothing else. They all hugged and petted me more, to put it bluntly, it was making him look like the bad guy, the others were eating it all up. That is Monica, Joey and Phoebe. Chandler just frowned while looking carefully at my paw. I think he knew that I wasn't really hurt.
"You should have watched where you where going! Now this poor dog is hurt because of you." Monica chocked out with tears in her eyes.
Richard then shot back, "Oh, he will be alright. He is just a stupid dog." hey dummy, takes one to know one
Phoebe looked up at him and snarled, "You evil, evil man!" oooooohhhhhh……I liked her, she has a soft spot for animals……hmmmmm….I will have to store that to my memory for use next time "First, you hurt this poor dog, then you insult his intelligence. I think that it would be best if you left."
"Phoebe is right. I want you gone." Monica almost yelled out. you heard the lady, now get
"I think you had better leave." Chandler stated aloud, after standing up. think? Just you wait a bit, Chandler, I will soon have you as the *alpha dog around here *alpha dog=the head of the pack, the one in charge, the leader, the one that gives commands
"Yeah." Joey agreed. "I think that is a good idea. During which time Phoebe and I can buy some dog toys, and food." FOOD! I know that this guy and I will get along!
"Good idea, Joey. I will go with you and get other essentials." Monica stated. "Besides there is something I need to pick up at the store."
The others then went to go and buy doggie things for me like a bed, food and water dish, etc. After they left, I couldn't help it, I lifted my leg to the 'big tree'. He turned in disgust and left. Good riddance to you, you pile of trash!
Chandler who was left there bent down and smiled at me and patted me on the head. I had a feeling he KNEW that I was faking it, the whole time. Nope this human was a smart one. In short I don't think that he would be one to 'play' fetch and other stupid activities. It seemed to be that he was just right for me.
"Well, Pooch, I believe this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship!" Chandler then grinned as he patted me yet again. Yup I feel the same way toward you, Chandler.
Well…first part done! I hope that you liked. The rest is on it's way, give me a bit. I know that it is a little sloppy, but remember it is my first. Thank you! And please review!