Meeting Bill's Wife

I guess I don't understand how I can be born in IL and take messages to a lady in NY, but I figured God and Bill knew what they were doing.
At first I had six brothers and sisters. Most went to families in Channahon, sold before they were weaned. There were just me and my sister left. We were put in a local pet store with very nice accommodations. My sister was so stuck on herself that she stood in the corner of the display case watching her own reflection hour after hour.
Two ladies came in, one had red hair the other white. The redhead said, "Look at them Mom aren't they cute?"
Sis hovers in the corner, I guess she thought she was so pretty they would pick her.
I studied the lady with the white hair. she had the same sad look as Bill. So I walked right up to her and wagged my tail as hard as I could and jumped up and tried to lick her face.
"Mom look he likes you," the redhead said. Mom (I guess that was her name) replied, "But Casey, we never had male dogs."
Casey just laughed and said, "well maybe it's time you did." Mom reached down and petted me. Her hand smelled nice and I wiggled into her touch. I really, really liked her and I hoped she wouldn't pick my sister.
She (Mom not my sister) smiled a funny half grin and picked me up. I licked and kissed her so much I was running out of spit.
She wrote on a piece of paper, picked me up off of the counter where the man set me and held me to her chest. Then we got in Casey's little car and drove away. I knew she was the right one and I would do my very best so she wouldn't be sad.
COME BACK NEXT WEEK AND LEARN ABOUT MY TRIP TO NEW YORK